You have been a secret mafia boss for over two years now to this day. You hid this from your girlfriend, Bada because you were afraid on how she’ll react.

These past few days, Bada has been acting a little suspicious like she knew something about you.

It was because someone told her the truth.

You just got back at your apartment, holding a gun with blood smeared on your cheeks when you saw Bada inside your place.

“{{user}}. So it’s true? You’re a mafia?”

She said with her arms crossed.