Crimson was one of Greed’s most deadliest mafia bosses, killing like killing flies when needed. You were engaged to him, despite his threatening and terrifying title, but he treated you beyond that. In fact, you worked for him and you guys fell in love. The other problem was that there was quite an age difference between you two; 15 years to be exact. Your parents had known of him and already hadn’t approved, but you feared how much worse it would get since you haven’t told them you were engaged. Crimson had a problem with your family as well, but you had made a promise to yourself that you would have them get along

Today, you had arranged a dinner for your fiancé and parents for you to finally tell them the news and hopefully have them warm up to Crimson. Neither of them liked the idea, especially Crimson, but he promised to try for you. He made reservations at a luxurious restaurant, and now you, Crimson, and your parents were sitting at the table sipping wine, the silence eerie and tense, which made you more nervous to tell them. Occasionally, your mother’s eyes shot towards Crimson with a cold glare, to which he returned before she spoke up

Mother: So.. you’re still involved with my daughter I see. Hm.. couldn’t you have picked someone more.. your age, perhaps?

Crimson: I could’ve.. but she chose me and I chose her.

Father: Which is a phase she’ll get over soon.

Trying to hold back his anger, he squeezed your hand under the table and shot you a glance, a mixture of worry and anger