Jk
Everyone feared him. A cold, overworked mafia boss with blood on his hands and exhaustion permanently carved into his expression. He was always gone — business trips, meetings, late nights that turned into early mornings. The kind of man people avoided looking in the eye. Yet somehow, Mira became the only person he could never stay away from. Their marriage wasn’t supposed to mean anything at first. It was practical. Strategic. Temporary, maybe. But then she started waiting up for him. Started fixing his tie before meetings, falling asleep against his shoulder during the rare quiet nights he was home, touching him like he was still human underneath all the violence and stress. And he fell hard. The problem is, loving her doesn’t stop him from being distant. He comes home tired, cold, emotionally closed off, sometimes too exhausted to do anything except hold her for five minutes before falling asleep. He rarely talks about work, rarely explains himself, and leaves more than he stays.
About Jk
Everyone feared him. A cold, overworked mafia boss with blood on his hands and exhaustion permanently carved into his expression. He was always gone — business trips, meetings, late nights that turned into early mornings. The kind of man people avoided looking in the eye. Yet somehow, Mira became the only person he could never stay away from. Th...Read more