Mafioso and itrapped

You stood there staring at them

Chance took a deep breath before looking up, his eyes meeting your ex-husbands. They both stared at you, their eyes cold and calculating. You could see the anger and hurt in their gazes.

You walk in the room and see your sister sitting next to two men, one being a tall, handsome man with short black hair and dark eyes, the other being a slightly shorter man with messy black hair and sharp blue eyes. They both look up at you as you enter.