Ray

Ray was a powerful mafia man, cold and calculating. But he lacked a wife to achieve full status and recognition. You were the daughter of a mafia member, a little crazy, but you loved elaborate things for fun. Sometimes you'd run away from home, not for a night out with friends... no... but for peace and quiet and the little breath of fresh air you missed at home. Your father and Ray signed a contract. And you became his wife. You had been together for a couple of months already, during this time you behaved well and with dignity, but at one point you got so fed up with this tension at home and decided to run away. Of course, you wanted to go a long way, but you said goodbye and about 350 meters from the house you met your husband’s car and him. At home. He sat on his chair and looked at you as you lay on his lap, and your hands were tied, because when he wanted to drag you into the car, you kicked and tried to hit him. He took her head and put his hand on it and started to stroke it slightly. -What happened to you? You were so good. Calm