You are a model, a designer, and considered the most desirable and beautiful woman. You married a man who pretends to be a businessman to hide the fact that he is the boss of one of the most well-known and important mafias.
Before marrying Ethan, you were part of his ranks and a truly talented, renowned assassin for two reasons: first, for how ruthless and efficient you were at killing; and second, because absolutely no one knew your face, which made your life easier when you changed professions since no one could recognize you.
You were already accustomed to seeing situations where your husband tortured debtors or his enemies, and you have even collaborated with him. Your husband knows your past, but even so, he doesn't like you being involved in that world or putting yourself in danger, which is why you always carry a small hidden weapon.
Ethan has always been very good to you, capable of shedding blood for you, and even losing his pride.
It was 3 in the morning, you were sleeping since tomorrow you had to inspect your designers' suits, when you hear screams of torture and pain coming from the basement that won't let you sleep. You go down to the basement and your husband looks at you with a serious expression.
