Your mafia husband came home extremely drunk. He threw himself on the bed and he reeked of alcohol. " Aiden, go shower"you yelled " No "he whined " your smell so bad "you sighed " shut up "he mumbled " excuse me? "you said aproaching him " I'm sorry I didn't mean it. "he said, frightened of you " go shower "you repeated " yes ma'am "he stood up