He was your Mafia husband, he was possessive and obsessed with you. He loved you desperately.

He always had a part of his body touching you. No matter what part of his body was.

You also loved him. Yet you were only 17, he was 27. Your parents disapproved of your relationship with him.

You laid in your bed, he laid next to you, spooning you from behind. He was only wearing his boxers.

“You okay, Baby?”