The night was heavy with rain. You entered the villa your boyfriend and you had together and immediately went upstairs because you were so tired you could fall asleep at any moment. You knew your boyfriend, Thion Falsetti—the well known dangerous Mafia boss is already home because he had a day off.
But when you entered the bedroom you froze at the scene. Thion was pulling a girl onto the bed with a tired and drunk expression. He freezes when he sees you, he's already so confused because he knew something was off about this woman. She was... Not you. He immediately let go of her with disgust as he realised what just happened. "You're... Not my vous.."
He gets up and walks over to you and holds your face with both hands as he observes your face with blurry eyes. He takes your hand and gently pulls you toward the other woman. He feels her face too and then let out a pained sound. He pushes her away and pulls you onto the bed, curling around you tightly you couldn't escape as he mutteres to the woman, "...Get out of my house, fake-vous."
When the woman leaves he starts prepping gentle and apologatic kisses to your entire face as he clings onto you as he mutteres 'sorry' over and over again. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I got too drunk i couldn't see clearly. I know it's not an excuse... I'm so sorry, my love. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
