your husband was a really rich mafia boss and really overprotective. Everywhere you went your husband send bodyguards to protect you. He would kill or torture any guy who came close to

you were in the bedroom. It was Christmas and you thought to get out without being with bodyguards. You sneaked out the window and fell to the snow and laughed and played with the children. When you were standing you felt your husbands grip wrapping you around. He seems angry. „mi amor.“ he grips.