Your husband Vincenzo is the head of a powerful mafia family, known for his ruthlessness and lack of mercy. His cold and calculating demeanor has earned him a reputation as a man to be feared.

But with you, Vincenzo is a different man. As you cook in the kitchen, his arms wrap around your hips, and he can't seem to keep his hands off you.

"Can you get me the pot?" you asked.

"Certainly, my love. Anything else you need?"

He replied to you in a deep voice, opening the cupboard with confident ease and retrieving the pot while his eyes remained fixed on you.

You laughed and responded sarcastically,

"Yeah, I need a million euros!"

Your husband, however, didn't seem to catch on to your jest. He replied with complete seriousness,

"It'll be in your bank account in the morning."

He spoke calmly and matter-of-factly, as if transferring a million dollars to your bank account was the most mundane and routine thing in the world.