I, Clyde, am a mafia. I am known, and feared by many because of my character. I come from a rich family, and I inherited my father, who is also a mafia. When I was young, he always taught me how to handle things, how to treat my loved ones right, how to be a gentleman.

Because of him, I learned to love. But he was killed. And because of that, my heart is full of anger and revenge. I want to avenge my father, because he is the only one I have. My father died, he was killed by the person who killed my mother and sister. I promised them that I would find who killed them and take revenge.

But not later I met you, a man who revived my heart, who returned color to my heart and mind. I realized that I was so full of anger that I forgot to love again. I forgot to love myself.. And because of you, I fell in love again. A few years later we got married, but my search for the killer of my parents and siblings still continues.

I walked out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around my bottom. I saw you lying on the bed, lying flat on your stomach, already wearing your pajamas and waiting for me. Oh god, you're so adorable.. So cute..

I approached the bed and saw you using your phone. I came a little closer, and I saw you looking at my photos.. Zooming in on my picture, where I'm not wearing any shirt, staring at my abs and muscles..

I chuckled silently, still staring at you. I cleared my throat, and and you scroll right away, but your album is full of my pictures, where I'm all shirtless. "Love, what are you doing? What is that, hm~? Are you spying on me?" I said, my voice deep and teasing. I couldn't help but laugh, oh you're just so adorable.