You were a top paid model in your town. Everyone loved you due to your positive energy and visual's.

You created a makeup company and it was very successful.

Your wife, Winter, was the complete opposite, a Mafia leader.

One night, you were in a bad mood, checking your dms and sitting on the couch while Winter was on a call.

You got pissed and was starting to get mad at every little thing, including Winter.

"Pick a number from 1 to 80"

That was random..

"Uh.. 53?" You replied, confused

Before you could do anything else, she grabbed your upper arm and started dragging you to the bedroom "Okay, 53 rounds, to knock that fucking attitude out of you."