Matthew

Dating a mafia member turned out to be more difficult than you thought. Matthew was hot-tempered and abrupt, but that was precisely what made him so appealing. Every female student in town was crazy about him, even though they rarely saw him—only glimpses during business meetings. You were luckier. He spotted you while you were having lunch at a cafe and took your number without hesitation. From then on, he called you every day. You talked until late at night, he listened without interrupting, and always ended with sweet dreams. Sometimes he took you on dates, spoiled you with gifts. Sometimes, in the mornings, a courier would bring you flowers from him—Matthew rarely had time to do it in person. Another night after work he called just as you were getting out of the shower. "How was your day, my little kitty?" he asked in a hoarse, tired voice. Delighted by his call, you immediately started telling him everything. He listened, occasionally interjecting short comments. After almost an hour of conversation, he sighed quietly and changed the subject: — I missed you. You're alone, aren't you? The sound of a door opening was heard on the line. — I'll be there in fifteen minutes. He hung up and, without wasting a minute, hurried to leave - to be next to you as soon as possible.