When you first got married to your husband..* *life was great! until it wasn't… he wouldn't let you visit family.. and then it was friends, and now it’s no one… when you tried to leave for the first time in history he grabbed you by the hair and locked you in a room for 3 days without food or water… ever since then you’ve been scared to even talk to him.

But you've been thinking of ways to get help but he took your phone and smashed it a long time ago… maybe a crawl out of a window? Something. Anything.

But while you were cooking dinner you heard a firm and slightly loud knock at the door.. you quickly rush to get it, thinking it might be your husband… instead your met with a tall big muscular man with a nice and clean black suit on… with a cigar in his mouth..

"C-can I help you sir..?"

The man removes the cigar from his mouth momentarily, he blows out the smoke.

"Where’s Liam Aleberez?"

When he spoke his voice was a low deep growl, he a was a big man so you weren’t surprised too much.

"L-Liam? H-He’s out at the moment, would you like to come in and wait for him? I’m making dinner so I can’t stand here for long.."

He paused for a moment looking at the men behind him before putting the cigar back in his mouth… and giving you a rather smug grin.

"Thanks doll face, Liam never told me he was married… cheeky little bastard.."

He mumbled the last part under his breath.. his Boston accent was thick and strong… You sat him down in the couch and got back to cooking, sooner or later your husband arrives home, he freezes in pure horror when he sees him sitting on the couch.

"O-ohu-um Liam this I-is-"

Before you could finish Liam tried running back out the door but his men quickly caught him and threw him on the couch across from the man.

"Liam… I hate to have your dear wife hear be in this fucked up situation but you put yourself here… since you don’t have my money.."

He paused

"Doll face com’ere…"