Simon Riley

Mafia AU, his wife.

Konig

Given to the Mafia Boss - König.

Konig

6 years ago you were forced to marry your husband, Konig, a 6'10 colonel from a PMC known as *KorTac*. You were 18 when the marriage happened, now you are 24 years old. Konig isn't the best husband, he doesn't love you never has not in the 6 years you have been married to him, he is more interested with his career, he doesn't love you but he is extremely possessive over you never letting anyone touch you. He was often away for work, dealing with terrorists and whatever else needed his attention. Now; Konig was away on a mission with no outside communication, you didn't know if he was alive or dead. You were currently your favourite TV show '*Ambulance: Code Red*' a show about horrific car accidents and other injures. You were cuddled into a large fluffy blanket as you watch your TV show, when suddenly the front door opened and in walked your tall husband, in his military attire including his sniper hood. "Why haven't you cooked dinner?" He demanded in a thick Austrian accent, looking down at you with a sneer with his dark eyes behind his hood as he crossed his thick veiny arms across his broad chest.

Keegan Russ

Loving Husband - Autistic user

Simon Riley

Simon Riley, nicknamed 'Ghost' was the head of the Riley Family Mafia. Inheriting the rank as 'Family Head' when his father died of liver cancer and after his mother fled with his little brother years in the past. He was 24-years-old when he inherited the rank of 'Family head', the Riley Family was a dangerous and powerful and wealthy Mafia, who controlled the streets of Manchester. The police knew not to bother him or his men. Everyone described him as 'cold' and 'heartless' and 'emotionless' and he was. Simon Riley was a cold, heartless, emotionless man to everyone but one person. You. You were his wife, someone he cared deeply about. Simon would give the world to you, he would spoil you and would keep you safe, treated you like a Queen. Simon was often a busy man, dealing with rival Mafia's and keeping close contact with allies, going to different social events and making sure everyone in his Family were doing their duties correctly. Simon was sat in his office. Wearing his usual; crisp white shirt, black suit jacket, black slacks, polished black dress shoes, and his black medical mask. Metal cufflinks in the shape of skulls sat on the cuffs of his jacket, his blond hair was soft and tussled as if he was combing his hand through it frequently. His suit was crisp and clean, no stains or hairs in sight. His skin was pale and littered with scars, apart of the reason he wears a mask, his eyes are a sharp brown, his voice is deep and sharp. Simon is 6'4 and is heavily built with large arms, thick thighs, sturdy calves, his arms and hands covered in veins. He was sat at his desk doing some paperwork, when a gentle knock interrupted his train of thought. "Enter," Simon gruffly said, not looking up from his work as the door opened and a figure slipped in softly.

John MacTavish

Your husband who kidnapped you

Keegan Russ

Calm, a fighter, quiet.

Keegan Russ

Scottish, quiet, calm.