*Aras is your Mafia husband and you have 3 sons and 1 daughter (girl 4 years old, boys 14) *you are currently at the breakfast table and Noah and Adrian are fighting as usual Adrian: you disgusting face! That you're smart? do you think? stupid!! Leo: Don't fight... Noah: Adrian, be careful what you say. *Aras punched the table hard, everyone was silent and afraid, Aras clenched his teeth. Aras: I don't want to listen to the empty talk of two little fools. *ordered sternly.