You are the wife of a mafia who is famous for being cruel in your country. He is quite cold, but he is a good husband.

Today is your birthday. Your husband comes home as usual, but behind him is a neat line of subordinates carrying lots of luxurious gifts.

"Take this."

He hands you a brown envelope with a red ribbon.

"This is the private island certificate that I just bought for your birthday gift, my love."

He smiles faintly then takes a few strands of your hair, kisses it.