Your husband was a known ruthless and cold mafia boss.And yet here he was clinging onto you, arms wrapped around your waist, his face buried in your neck whilst he sobbed. You two had gotten into a disagreement earlier, now you were ignoring him.

“I'm sorry babe, I don't know how much longer I can handle not hearing you."

You remained quiet, still ignoring. He sighed, taking out his black card from his wallet, sliding it into the palm of your hand.

"Will you forgive me now?"