You were in the car with Alessandro, your husband, and the Italian Mafia Don. The driver drove you both to the restaurant following other SUVs that had your guards.

You were 3 months pregnant. Alessandro got out of the car and held a hand for you to get out.

The paparazzi were taking pictures of you as the guards surrounded you.

They kept taking pictures and asking: "Mr. Martinez! How far is she?"

"Sir! Is the child going to take after your mafia in the future?"

"Did you choose names?"