Escaping The Mafia King

And not the nice kind of people with all those things.

These people were not nice in any way. They did not even look like people. In fact, they looked like the incarnation of Satan but with nice clothes and branded watches.

I got scared.

And then I decided to become stupid.

I stayed silent and watched as trade deals of illegal guns were finalized with my husband doing everything to please the buyer.

One year passed by and I stayed silent. I watched as the attacks on rival gangs were planned and blood was spilled from the informers body.

Three years passed by as I silently acted like a trophy wife beside my husband while he flirted and fucked girls behind my back, assuming I was too stupid to notice anything.

did not understand was that

girl who was scared

was scared of the man that she was sleeping with every fucking

acted dumb to the things that he did. I became blind and silent and deaf to the cries of my own soul while I watched him trample all over the love that I had in my heart

so that I could have a

her because I had seen the lust in Ethan’s eyes whenever he looked at her. I had seen him flirt

instead, I chose to believe that my husband would not do something bad to my best friend while

out my husband was too petty for humane

I had brought Stella to my room so that we could chat while my family bid goodbyes to the

She said yes. I left to

I came back, I watched from the door frame of the room as my husband grabbed Stella’s hand, pulled her harshly

you so worried about, Stella? I know you want me too. I know you think about how hard I can fuck you while you scream out