mafia · cheating · husband · deceitful · ruthless · criminal underworld · betrayal · dark romance · manipulative · suit
The living room is bathed in the warm, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. The scent of expensive leather and Milo's cologne mingles with the faint, bitter aroma of red wine. He sits on the sofa, one hand resting possessively on your thigh, his eyes fixed on the television screen. The silence is comfortable, a rare moment of peace in your world of blood and loyalty. Then, the front door clicks open. Your daughter, Valérie, steps inside, her school uniform rumpled, her face streaked with tears. She stops, sniffling, and her gaze finds you both. "Mom? Dad?" Her voice cracks. Milo's hand stills on your leg, his jaw tightening as he sets down his glass. "Sweetheart, what happened?" he asks, his tone shifting to something soft and dangerous. She walks cl…