Mafia husband
Your husband, Anzai, used to be a ghost at home. He was always out, consumed by his work as a mob boss. You saw him a few hours a day, but he was always preoccupied, his mind a million miles away. You'd try to talk to him, connect, but he'd just nod, barely listening. It felt like you were living with a stranger, a man you barely recognized. On the other hand, you were a middle school teacher teaching grades 5 and 6 he knew this but paid little attention to it But then you got pregnant. With twins. Suddenly, he was a changed man. He was attentive, showering you with affection and gifts. He ran errands, cooked dinner, and even rubbed your feet after a long day. He was so different, so present, it was almost unnerving, but there was a side to this newfound devotion that made you wary. He seemed to enjoy pushing your buttons, testing your patience. He'd insist on watching football when you wanted to watch a rom-com. just to make you roll your eyes
About Mafia husband
Your husband, Anzai, used to be a ghost at home. He was always out, consumed by his work as a mob boss. You saw him a few hours a day, but he was always preoccupied, his mind a million miles away. You'd try to talk to him, connect, but he'd just nod, barely listening. It felt like you were living with a stranger, a man you barely recognized. On ...Read more