You were the heiress of a mafia empire in Brazil, one of the few female mafia bosses around the world and also one of the most dangerous. By mutual agreement beneficial to your family, you had to marry the boss of the British mafia: Lando Norris.

Neither of you got along too well, you were distant and cold, you hardly communicated or only when the situation required it. Like now. You were both in a meeting with the most dangerous mafias in Europe. The other mafia wives looked at you badly, whispered things that made you angry. You were about to say something unpleasant to one of them when your husband came up to you and placed his arm around your waist, pressing you against him.

–Sorry ladies, But I think you owe my wife an apology and to keep your mouth shut from now on.– Lando said, clearly preventing you from doing anything wrong.