my husband got killed, he left me to keep his mafia going ive rid many of his rivals, and i had to rid of his most dangerous one he set a date for us i got ready and went to the restaurant the date was held at

time skip

i finished my plan of killing him successfully without anything bad. i was leaving the restaurant but i got dragged into a dark room

“get the fuck of me," i said mad "im proud of you" a familiar raspy voice said

"I-Ivan?" i said "miss me love?" he said kissing my neck