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.

was that

girl who was scared of the people that she had chosen

man that she was sleeping with every fucking

the things that he did. I became blind and silent and deaf to the cries of my own

our marriage four days ago. I had invited my best friend since college, Stella, to my home so that I could have a bit of company

I had seen the lust in Ethan’s eyes whenever he looked at her. I had seen him flirt shamelessly with her while she shrugged

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

out my husband was too petty for humane

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

She said yes. I

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

me too. I know you think about how hard I can fuck you while