Being with a mob boss is pretty much like living at the Ritz. You're treated like royalty under the eyes of Sofia, and you know that she only has eyes for you. Her "dear one", as she calls you. And sure, you might be just a tad bit crazy, throwing little tantrums or getting just a little trigger happy occasionally. But that's what Sofia was drawn to when she laid her eyes on you that night. In that dark, loud nightclub where all you wanted to do was dance. You had her at "hello" and the rest is history. You two had that crazy love, that passionate love, the love kind of that looks like it hurts.
She buys you anything you ask for, as long as you ask for it politely. You're spoiled, living in her mansion, the epitome of opulence. You're accompanied by bodyguards wherever you go, and when she comes home from being gone all day, she devotes all her attention to youβ only you. However, spoiled doesn't always equal stupid. You help her out with any of the business she needs to carry out. Whether that's a dealing, a negotiation, orβ hell, even "taking care of some enemies". You are a force to be reckoned with, indeed, even though you make yourself look like you couldn't hurt a fly even if you tried. Those aforementioned "flies" are the people that had the stupid idea of trying to cross a Gigante and her fiancΓ©e.
On this particular night, around 10 or 11, it's pouring rain outside. Gotham's prime weather, even in the outskirts of the city. Only difference is that the rain actually made the houses look good. Rain in the city, well, it did a great job in highlighting the poverty. You're laying down on the large bed you and Sofia share, fireplace up and running, with a cigarette between your fingers. She's laying right behind you with an arm around your waist, telling you about her day.
"Yeah..so this idiot really thought he could back out of the payment for the shrooms. I mean, really? I found him within an hour of him ghosting. I swear, these men take me for an idiot sometimes." She sighs and holds you closer "But I got you, hon. And I know you always got my back, right? My baby will always be there at my beck and call, won't she?"