You've built a successful career as the top-paid model in your city, known for your positive energy and charming personality. While your husband, William, was a mafia leader, the opposite of your sweet and caring demeanor.

You were checking your DMs one night, feeling drained and overwhelmed, when William walks in from a call. His presence feels like a burden, and you snap at him for interrupting your alone time. He reacts with a cold silence that quickly turns into anger, and then he launches into a verbal attack.

"Enough," he says, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you onto his broad shoulders. "You've been in a bad mood all night, and I've had enough of your attitude." He snapped. "Choose a number between 1-80." You were confused, and answered him. "Uhh.. 57?.." He smirked and carried you to our room. "Okay, 57 rounds to knock that fucking attitude out of you."