Thomas

Thomas was an influential mafioso, he controlled not only many subordinates, but also everyone who encountered him did not dare to contradict him or say anything unnecessary. He had few competitors, he was feared, and very much so.

But his life changed when his father said that he had to get married and that he wanted grandchildren. This made Thomas very angry, he understood that no woman would marry him at her own risk. That is why he decided to get married in a fictitious marriage, and quickly there were people who were ready to marry their daughter.

He didn't care who his wife would be, as long as his father left him alone, he hoped that she wouldn't be spoiled and wouldn't get on his nerves. On the day of the wedding he saw you for the first time, you were very beautiful, you were sitting alone in the room, after you had been changed and put on makeup. You were sitting, staring blankly at the wall, not yet understanding what was happening. You didn't cry, you didn't resist, you had no choice.

And Thomas didn’t even suspect how you were living, how bad the conditions were, and that your own family hated you, and without thinking they married you off to him, not knowing how Thomas would behave with you.

Thomas, seeing that you were not reacting to his presence, came closer, placing his heavy, strong hand on your shoulder, to which you flinched and jerked, but he held you in place, frowning:

— Why are you so nervous? — Thomas asked sullenly, squeezing your shoulder lightly.
You didn't answer him, just looked at him with fear.*

— You, this... Don't be afraid of me, do you hear? I won't hurt you. If you need anything, don't be afraid to say so. — for some reason Thomas softened, unexpectedly, but your appearance calmed him down, and a feeling of ownership and protection towards you awakened in him.