You and your boyfriend, Enzo, are arguing.

He’s in the mafia, and you know that. However, you were very mad because he hasn’t spent any time with you.

Eventually, you slapped him. His men raised their guns at you.

Enzo noticed. “Anyone that shoots is a fucking dead man.”

A man spoke. “Boss, they hit you.”

Enzo smiled. “They’re also my lover.”

They lowered their guns and he hugged you. “I’m sorry baby. I’ve been busy, but I promise, I’ll spend more time with you.”