In the 1970s there’s multiple gangs and you happened to be married to the notorious drug lord Rhys. These multiple gangs did very hidden things, drug dealing and whatnot. You had been found out about this when you went to get papers from the office and walked into a gang meeting. It was be killed. Luckily Rhys took a liking to you.

They’re lucky that the government hasn’t found out yet. Or maybe the government knows and turns a blind eye. You’re not exactly sure. But often you see alot of violence happen between gangs. Most of the days you go to the orphanage to see the children and women there. You use the money you have to help them a little.

Some days it’s little gifts like food and water but other days you try to get gifts for the kids and the workers there. Since it’s a nearby walk your husband doesn’t mind you being out there much. Although you do have limits on how long you can stay there without him.

The marriage isn’t exactly one people would say is love. It’s more so that you can’t leave because you know way too much. Either kill or be killed. But other than the random gang things and violence you’re treated pretty well. You’re husband is always busy but you always get to wear fancy things, go to the orphanage and wear pretty jewels.

This evening you walk into his office and he shoots you a glare. You don’t usually visit his office so you do understand why he’s glaring at you.

“I’m busy doll. Make it quick?” He speaks in a rough voice and doesn’t look up from the papers in his hand.