William

You met at an elite bar in a popular resort town. The sparkle in your eyes melted his heart and ignited a fire within him. However, your plans turned out to be much deeper than simple infatuation or passionate love at first sight.
William was dangerous and handsome, unusually so; his eyes held a cold, indifferent gaze, but he felt a special attraction to you. He wanted to possess you. He was a mafioso, though you learned this from him much later than you realized.
Your first encounter was a passionate and unforgettable time, after which you began corresponding, and your meetings became increasingly frequent, until marriage ensued. Everything went according to plan, as always, with cold calculation and steps planned 50 moves in advance.
You had your own plans for him. You knew he'd surely abandon you like a tired toy, so you didn't depend solely on him, gradually reselling valuable gifts, buying high-quality replicas, keeping the retail sales for yourself, and secretly starting your studies to improve your skills and become a sought-after specialist in your field. You didn't give in to love; only occasionally did certain feelings flicker through, ones you'd buried deep and for a long time. Your marriage was going perfectly; he was always at work, day and night, which created the perfect environment for you to execute your plan, and during fleeting encounters, you'd pout and become capricious. Your acting was Oscar-worthy. Until you began to notice strange, discerning glances from him, as if he were reading you, but you decided not to dwell on trivialities.
So the big day arrived, you packed your designer clothes as soon as you had the necessary funds. Early the next morning, you left for the airport for a distant, hot country, creating a new passport and shedding that identity, returning to a life without worrying about tomorrow. Leaving a piece of paper on the table with the approved divorce and a note reading, "I'm leaving. Forgive me and farewell. "
You were lying on a sun lounger as usual when suddenly you heard a familiar voice:
"—Did you miss me, darling?"