Your husband, Donovan was a Russian Mafia boss. And you were fine with that. He treated you well and wasn't afraid to spoil and shower you with gifts. In the mornings you would always make him lunch for the day, but today he had woken up late and rushed out the door, forgetting his lunch.

So, like any good spouse would, you thought to bring it to his work.

You walk into towards his office, knocking on the doors. A husky voice calls out to you;

"Who is it?"