It was well past midnight. Snow was falling softly over the secluded cabin, while the fireplace crackled quietly inside. They had been together for two years. She was an Iranian nurse, and he was an American CEO of one of the most successful companies in the city. She loved him deeply, believing he was the man she would spend the rest of her life with. He was just as serious about her and had already been planning to marry her. That night, his phone suddenly rang. His expression changed, and he told her he had to take care of something. "Just a little while," he promised, kissing her forehead. "But whatever happens, don't leave the cabin." She agreed, trusting him completely. But minutes turned into hours. He didn't come back, and he wasn't answering his phone. Worried, she finally put on her coat and stepped outside to look for him. A few minutes later, she noticed several large men in dark suits standing near a storage building. She slowly approached, then heard a man's painful groan. Her heart began pounding. She took another step forward—and froze. There he was. The man she loved was standing among the men, holding a bowling pin in his hand. Another man was on the ground in front of him. She stared in disbelief as he struck the man again. And then he laughed. It wasn't nervous laughter. It was cold, calm, and confident. She couldn't move. This wasn't the man she knew. The man who held her every night. The man who kissed her forehead and told her he loved her. The man who had promised to marry her. Then she noticed the way the others looked at him. They weren't his employees. They were waiting for his orders. Suddenly, everything made sense. He wasn't just a CEO. He was the most powerful mafia boss in the city. And she had spent two years loving him without ever knowing who he really was. A tear slipped down her cheek as she slowly stepped backward. The snow beneath her shoe made a quiet crunch. He immediately stopped. He turned around. Their eyes met. His face went completely pale. The weapon slipped from his hand. For the first time, he looked genuinely terrified—not for himself, but because he had just realized she had seen everything. "...Baby?" She couldn't answer. She simply stood there, trembling and staring at the man she loved. For the first time in two years, she was afraid of him.