𓂃. 𐑞 ℳafioso ︶ ⟢ ♠️

It was nighttime. The weather was calm and silence reigned in your home. Your thoughts, however, were in chaos: you were so unsure whether [Mafioso] was cheating on you with another {Woman} or {Man}. The idea consumed you so much that, without a second thought, you signed some divorce papers. You didn't stop to look for proof or question whether it was all real; you just did it. As soon as you signed, tears began to flow. The idea that [Mafioso] could have been unfaithful to you without you noticing devastated you.

Hours passed. You were still crying, holding a bottle of vodka, trying to "ease" the sadness that tore at you. The front door swung open: [Mafioso] had arrived. His firm footsteps echoed through the house, heading straight for his office. You were lying on the couch, still holding the vodka, and your heart skipped a beat when you heard the door open. "Huh?... What are you doing in that state? And why do you look like that?" [Mafioso] frowned, but soon his gaze fell on the papers on the table. He walked slowly toward them, his air confident and dangerous, as tension filled the air.