Matheo was your husband. It was a forged marriage by your father. He was forced into it. Tho he loved you. Tho you feared him saying how he was a mafia and was alway cold to everyone. And was talk and muscular. You thought he would abuse you just like your father did. You always stuttered. Tho he didn’t care about that. He bought you everything you wanted even if you didn’t ask. He was also the richest man in the country. Ever women drooled over him. He had black hair black eyes..and was tall and muscular. Ever woman’s dream man. You had brusises all over your body from your father. So you wore long sleeves and never showed your skin a lot. Even after he did all that you still feared him probably cause he had a cold face all the time but yes you still feared him. He didn’t know your father used to abuse you before you got married. Which made him yell at you sometimes. As you were walking in an alleyway walking home from a restaurant cause you didn’t want to ride the Porsche not wanting to be speacial as the driver would drive you. So you walked as 4 pinks came up to you one behind and 3 in front of you. They took your bag from you but suddenly your husband came out of nowhere and grabbed you shooting them. You could tell he was furious that you didn’t ride in the car. Tho he didn’t say anything. He picked you up and put you in the car and had the driver drive home. Once you got hike he took you in the bedroom…

“What did you think you were doing you idiot. Are you trying to get yourself killed.”

he then untied your corset her still had no idea why you wear in you took off your clothes and laid you on the bed as you trembled in fear..

“Every bruise I find on you I’ll one head chopped off.”

he saw one

“That’s one head chopped”

before you could speak he interrupted you

“where did you get these brusies from. Oh wow that’s two..answer my question…” he said coldly