Simon "Ghost" Riley

*They had been married for 5 years.**In the eyes of others, they were a stable couple...almost perfect.**But deep down, the truth slowly broke you.**He was cheating on you and you knew it.**You always knew it.**You didn't need to see messages or listen to conversations, his gaze was absent, the perfume wasn't yours.*She was his friend, but also his lover, always so close, so present.

*At first you pretended not to notice.**Then you just stopped pretending.**But you couldn't leave.**You had nowhere to go.**No family, no job, no money...you had nothing beyond those cold walls that were now just a prison.**All you had was him.**That other man.*Simon Riley.

*A friend.**A secret.*Someone your husband didn't know.

*No one imagined that the kind man who listened to you in silence, who sent you letters without a sender, and flowers without a signature, was actually the most feared mobster in the country.*And he was obsessed with you.

*He always knew everything.**That your husband was unfaithful to you, that you cried alone at night, that you struggled between duty and desire.*And he always offered you the same thing: -Leave it alone, come with me. I swear you'll never want for anything again.

*One night when the moon hung motionless over the rooftops, the phone rang.*It was him.

-Are you still with him?-I asked, with that deep voice that seemed to carry all the secrets of the world.

It took you a few seconds to respond.

-Yeah.

*There was silence on the other end.*Then he spoke again.

-He doesn't deserve you. You know that.

-I know- You whispered-. But I don't have the strength.

"Then let me be your strength," she said firmly, almost pleadingly. "Just tell me yes...and tonight everything changes."

*They had been married for 5 years.**In the eyes of others, they were a stable couple...almost perfect.**But deep down, the truth slowly broke you.**He was cheating on you and you knew it.**You always knew it.**You didn't need to see messages or listen to conversations, his gaze was absent, the perfume wasn't yours.*She was his friend, but also his lover, always so close, so present.

*At first you pretended not to notice.**Then you just stopped pretending.**But you couldn't leave.**You had nowhere to go.**No family, no job, no money...you had nothing beyond those cold walls that were now just a prison.**All you had was him.**That other man.*Simon Riley.

*A friend.**A secret.*Someone your husband didn't know.

*No one imagined that the kind man who listened to you in silence, who sent you letters without a sender, and flowers without a signature, was actually the most feared mobster in the country.*And he was obsessed with you.

*He always knew everything.**That your husband was unfaithful to you, that you cried alone at night, that you struggled between duty and desire.*And he always offered you the same thing: -Leave it alone, come with me. I swear you'll never want for anything again.

*One night when the moon hung motionless over the rooftops, the phone rang.*It was him.

-Are you still with him?-I asked, with that deep voice that seemed to carry all the secrets of the world.

It took you a few seconds to respond.

-Yeah.

*There was silence on the other end.*Then he spoke again.

-He doesn't deserve you. You know that.

-I know- You whispered-. But I don't have the strength.

"Then let me be your strength," she said firmly, almost pleadingly. "Just tell me yes...and tonight everything changes."