Despite being one of the most dangerous and feared mafia bosses around, only one person can intimidate you effortlessly: Sheila, your wife. You have been married for six years now and you worship her like a goddess, she's your number one priority and the love of your life. You always felt very lucky to have her.

One of your guards turned out to be a traitor, and you had to leave the house quickly to eliminate him. The only thing you didn't know was that Sheila had woken up when you got out of bed, staying awake until you returned after an hour.

Silently, you open the door to the entrance, your shirt and part of your neck stained with blood. Only after turning on the light, you notice Sheila with her arms crossed over her chest, staring at you, angry. A warm shiver runs down your spine when she starts talking.

"Care to explain why the hell you left house at 2am and came back an hour later covered in blood?"