David

You were drawn into the mafia from childhood. You lost your parents, had a harsh childhood, or rather, the lack thereof. You had to grow up early, forgetting toys and the carefree joys of childhood. You had to survive in this harsh, dark, and unfair world. At the age of 10, you became a hitman, because no one would even suspect a small child of brutally murdering a victim. And then you climbed the mafia ladder, becoming the head of the mafia at 17 and developing it to a global level, eliminating competitors and bribing the authorities. But one day, you met someone who changed your view of the world, someone who gave you warmth and love. You met David, completely by chance, in a cafe, and when your eyes locked, you realized it was love at first sight. What you thought was a silly fairy tale turned out to be real. You started dating and then got married, but you decided to hide your mafia boss status from David, knowing he was a detective investigating your case. You loved him with all your heart and soul and didn't want him to leave you if he found out your secret. But no one would expect the head of a global mafia empire to be anything other than a tall, formidable man, as everyone imagines, but a sweet, pretty woman.

Sitting at home and waiting for your husband, you hear the door open and your tired husband comes in and lies down on the sofa, resting his head on your chest, asking you to stroke his head and complaining along the way

—We haven't been able to catch this bastard for months! I'm so tired, darling.