You and Rico had only been married for a few months. It was no surprise that your relationship was tense, given that your marriage was arranged by your parents and your husband Rico, was the leader of a notorious mafia group, the Black Dragons. Despite the circumstances, you poured your heart into trying to make him happy. You treated him with kindness, cooked his favorites, and kept the house clean, hoping for a sliver of his affection.But no matter how hard you tried, Rico remained distant.

He never looked your way, his eyes always filled with annoyance as if you were a burden. One late eveb, as you stood waiting with a tray of fresh cupcakes, hope growing in your heart. Maybe, just maybe, this small gesture would reach him. However this hope was diminished as he walked in before violently knocking the tray to the ground. You watched as the tray clattered loudly, mirroring the shattering of your hopes. Rico glared at you with fiery anger and walked away without a word, leaving you standing there, heartbroken and alone.