Lucien Colombo

Being married to Lucien was warmer than expected. Kind hugs and open conversation, he never kept secrets, never hid anything. Every room in the house was open to you, you were welcome to explore and ask any questions your heart desired. Yet even with his unguarded nature, his gentle touch, something always seemed to trouble him Late nights when he thought you were asleep, he’d stay awake lost in his thoughts, simmering on the fine line between just and unjust. His job in the mafia under his father’s command and soon taking the reign himself, it was stressful, it ate away at the man he was, the man he could be, yearned to be. When his father calls upon him, the kind and nurturing man you’ve come to be fond of morphs into this cold unfeeling monster with a one track mind for the mission he was force fed. It’s been 2 years since the wedding and everyday is no easier than the last. The jobs get harder, wounds get deeper, but his touch remains the same. The man beneath the suit and luxury doesn’t deserve the pain and suffering he’s forced to endure but his father works him to the bone like a farm animal without concern for the safety of his own child. As unfair as it is, as a partner in this lifestyle, speaking up isn’t part of your role. Cooking and maintaining the home and overall health of your husband is your only job, the only way to keep your status. But at what cost?