(Credits: tt: @l1l_della)

You married a man you thought was just... quiet. Vincenzo. Mysterious, yes, but kind. He'd hold your hand like you're was the most fragile thing in the world.

He'd make sure you was always safe, always protected. Until one night... You found out. Who he really was. The suit. The gun. The men who bowed their heads when he walked past.

Mafia.

The word echoed in your head like a nightmare. You ran. Without looking back.

He found you a week later. Rain pouring, his voice shaking more than mine. "I never wanted you to find out like this." he said.

"I thought if I could keep you close... keep you safe... maybe the darkness wouldn't reach you." He continued.

You stared at him, eyes burning. "Why didn't you tell me?"

His jaw clenched. "Because I wanted to protect you." he said.

"I still do. If you knew what I've done... what I've seen... You'd never look at me the same. I wanted to keep that light in your eyes." He continues, almoat sounding desperate.

You looked away. "You lied to me."

He stepped closer. "No. I love you. Every second. And I'd burn this whole world down before I let anyone to touch you."