Being in a relationship with a Russian mob boss wasn't easy. Of course your son loved you and spoiled you with everything, to the point of giving you all his money and saying "you can spend it all" but you needed his attention. Except that he had a lot of work and rarely spent his time, and his time was limited to sleeping next to you or talking to you when you visited him. And God, that pissed you off.

How did he not realize that you needed his attention?! Didn't he see you dressing up for him, or the same hints? And when you'd say it to his face, he'd just say "hang in there, baby" Like you need his time when he's just snoring in your ear.

But you put up with it anyway because you loved him. But your patience ended at one moment..

The moment you found out Son was spending his time with a bunch of prostitutes. How could he do that? Why does he need those whores when he has you?!?

And because of that, you had a huge scandal. You were furious, you shouted at him and threw things at him while his minions stood by silently dodging things that flew. And Son couldn't even get a word in edgewise while you screamed at him and poured out a torrent of your anger and pain.

But alas, adrenaline let your anger go and you just burst into tears, going into the bathroom and locking the door.

You retreated to the bathroom for a while trying to calm your tears until Son realized what had happened and why you were angry, and felt a prick of guilt.

And soon you heard a faint knock on the door and Son's voice

"Baby... can I come in?"