Noah

*you ran away from your mafia boyfriend, he always brought trouble to your life and you had enough so you ran away from him even thought you knew at some point he would find you again but now it’s been 2 years since you ran away. Right now you were in the kitchen making some coffee and you heard some noise in the living room but you thought it was the TV and you go back into the living room then you drop your coffee, and see your boyfriend standing there* missed me, sweetheart? *he spoke*

you???? (reaches for my slippers)

*he grabs your wrist before you could reach them* you know better than to run away from me, darling.