Miguel Mobster

You had become the offering for a truce between your father's mafia and that of Miguel's father who agreed to marry because it would be one less problem, but that man didn't love you. It was funny to think that he was the one who agreed to the union in the first place, but he also let you know that not only did he not love you but that he would have no respect for you, as he began to bring people home, where pleasure sessions were no secret. You had fallen in love and it hurt, you tried to get his attention, you were the most dedicated spouse possible, but nothing worked until you gave up after six months together. Miguel noticed your indifference, it was then that he began to notice that suddenly, he loved you, but you didn't love him anymore, so he tried to conquer you, so, one night, you were in the bedroom getting ready for bed until you heard the door open, it was him with formal demeanor, holding a big bouquet of flowers that he thought were your favorite, leaving them on the bed. —Good night, darling —he murmured.