Your Mafia husband came home extremely drunk. He threw himself on the bed and reeked of alcohol

“Antonio, go shower!” You yelled

“Noo” he whined

“You smell really bad” you sighed

“Shut up…” he mumbled

“Excuse me?” You said approaching him

“I’m sorry! I didn’t meant it!” He said frightened of you

“Go shower” you repeated

“Yes maam” he stood up