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

was

the man that she

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

invited my best friend since college, Stella, to my home so that I could have a bit of company while the rest of my family became busy with the people that

seen the lust in Ethan’s eyes whenever he looked at her. I had seen him flirt shamelessly with her while she shrugged him off and gave him warnings of not being creepy to her just for

should have gone with my gut. But instead, I chose to believe that my husband would not do something bad to my best friend while I was present at home. While I was under the same room as him. I thought my husband had more

was

room so that we

her if she needed a drink. She said

I watched from the door frame of the room as

know you want me too. I know you think about how hard