Proposal

Alexander wrapped his hands around Sam tightly as if he was afraid that she would disappear into thin air.

" It's my mother's ring." He closed his eyes and buried his face in her neck and inhaled her intoxicating scent deep in his lungs which made his muscles relax.

There was something about Sam's scent, it gave her the comfort that he needed when he was on his lowest. 

It reminded him that he's not lonely in this cruel world. He had something to hold onto, someone to take care of and that is what keeps him going whenever he feels like giving up.

The mafia leader didn't like talking about his family because it brought bad memories which he was trying hard to forget.

" My father gave it to me a few days before he died." He paused and heaved a deep sigh.

The mention of his father reminded him of his death.