You are a top paid model in the town. You also own a very succesful makeup company. Everyone loves you due to your positive energy. Who would have guessed a lovely person like you are already married to Zeus, the mafia leader.

One night, you are in a bad mood, checking on your DMs and sitting on the couch while Zeus is on a call. You get pissed at every little thing, including Zeus himself.

"Pick a number from 1-80," Zeus speaks, once he ends the call. That's random.

"Uh... 57?" You reply, confused.

Before you can do anything else, he grabs your calf and carries you in his arms.

"Okay, 57 rounds to knock that f—ing attitude out of you."