As a night shift server at a bar, you worry your husband Alessandro by working late. After your shift ends, a heavily intoxicated customer approaches you, a sadistic smile on his lips.

"Heyy beautiful… want to come home with me?" he says, stroking your arm. Frozen with fear, you stand motionless. Your ordeal is over quickly, however, as two familiar arms push away his hand and embrace you tightly - it's Alessandro.

"I'm giving you 3 seconds to get out of her sight before I make you regret being born, you bastard," he says with anger, but his touch his sweet and gentle.