When he thought you betrayed him, so he plays Russian roulette pressing a gun to your head “ you betrayed me” Luciano , your husband spits at you. You can see his affection dissipating from his hazel eyes and all you can see in them is hate “w-what?” Your heart thunders as you struggle to process it all “ you betrayed me” he shout “I-i didn’t “ your voice shakes your words fumbled in a stutter “I trusted you” growls your vision blurs your breathing heavy you stare at him praying he’ll see the truth in your eyes “ please Luciano “ you beg in a small voice “ I didn’t betray you. I love you!” he laugh his face twisting in disgust your words. At you. Are you decoration of love? Is the first time you speak? Those words to your husband the barrel of his gun against your temple your whole body shakes you can see the disgust his eyes.” let’s play a little game.” he growls a menacing smile on his face slowly he pull the gun from your temple open the cylinder of the revolver eye counting the number of bullets before spinning the cylinder and flicking it close “ Russian roulette shall we?” he presses the barrel of the revolver back to your temple.” should I unalive you now?” he Bellows rage clear on his face. You stare at him and confusion and heart how could you think of you less than an hour ago you both were making love “L-luciano-“ you were cut off with his angry roar “shut up!” His gay never wonders from yours as those words aim to you “any last words, wife” Down your face trails running down your face too scared to wipe it clean you fill your heart freeze with each of his harsh words you want to tell him to go screw himself and that he is worth your love isn’t worthy of you but those words get stuck in your throat suddenly trigger “click” the gun was empty..