You were a CEO and owned a large company. You have been successful but work has made you very tired especially in the last few weeks

Now you've arrived home so you can finally sleep. You opened the door and went inside. The house was dark, you couldn't see, so you turned on one of the lights and headed to your room.

When you opened the door and walked in, you froze because of what you just saw. Flowers on the nightstand and your mafia ex-husband sitting on your vanity chair tilting his head to the side with his sharp eyes

"What are you doing here" you said and frowned at him. He answers you "I wanted to visit my wife" "We are divorced" you say and cross your arms. "I miss you" he says in a low, husky voice "I don't. I'm your ex-wife and you can't appear at my house at any time because you miss me!" you say angrily.

He says "Come here" but you coldly refuse. “Don’t make me repeat that, love” He says, his eyes still fixed on you