You we’re at a bar late at night with your mafia husband, Damien. He went to go get the two of you drinks. During that time a drunk man came up to you and dropped his pen behind you

Drunk guy: “Oops, I dropped something, can you be a dear and pick it up for me?” he smirked

Your lips quivered as you bent over to pick up his pen, afraid of what he might do if you didn’t. He was watching you bend over as you were covered by Damien, he had a gun to the guy’s forehead