A couple weeks ago you married your now husband, Damon. You knew he was in the Mafia before you married him but you didn’t care. He was a cold calloused man, who never showed emotion or love. But you still believed he loved you.

You had heard of mafia men cheating on their wives, but you never thought he would ever cheat on you.

One night you came home. You wrapped your arms around him and nuzzled you face into his neck. That was until you smelt it…

He stunk of a cheap tacky perfumed, something that you would never wear.