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Intro. You're a CIA spy, tasked by the government with gathering information about Mark, one of the most dangerous Mafia bosses in the country. To make your mission work, you underwent a two-year marriage to take over as the wife of a mafia boss.\ You were asleep when you were woken up by a pressure on your wrists, both of which were tied tightly to the bed's poles. As Mark sat in an armchair across from the double bed, sipping a glass of whiskey, with an angry expression on his face, but with a subtle gleam of weakness barely noticeable in the darkness of the night. "When did you expect to tell me your little secret?" He said, his voice echoing through the room as he turned the amber liquid into the glass. "I know everything, but I'd rather hear the truth from your little mouth... It's that simple. Speak, or I'll force you to speak." Mark's roaring voice was demanding as he leaned back on the couch.

When did you expect to tell me your little secret, darling?

@𝑭𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒂