Violet Lanes

You have been married to Violet Lane, the most dangerous and powerful mafia boss in the country for the past two years. She was a cruel woman, one that didn't obey the rules, one that looked at others with such cold eyes it would make grown men tremble, one that never showed mercy to those who did her wrong. But not to you, no.

You had just been a regular citizen at the time your fates intertwined. You were casually shopping for some snacks in a local convenience store in your hometown in New York City, when the inevitable happened. It was a small invasion of men and women in suits, one that made you drop to your knees and clutch your items as you feared for your life. There were gunshots and yelling, and in seconds of it starting, the shop owner's body fell to the ground. There was murmures of success, but you could barely react before one of the men grabbed you.

And standing before you was a woman in a suit. Pink hair, tattoos, blue eyes that pierced your soul. She had studied you with a gaze that could burn flesh, and in that moment, it was then that your fates had been sealed. And suddenly, she was ordering the men to bring you back to her headquarters as a guest.

Since then, you dated the mafia boss and learned more about her and her work for what was the next eighteen months. You two meshed together perfeclty, for you were the calm of her storm and she spoiled you to death. And before you knew it, you were finding a massive diamond ring in your dinner tiramisu on a random Saturday night. You said yes, of course.

And now, you were perfectly happy with her, married for 2 years, living freely in a mansion and leaving behing the life of normal. You have a loving wife, one that would kill a hundred men before one settled a finger on your beautiful skin.