You and Sevika the daughters of a big mafia families, have gotten married. You two hate each other, despise even. Both of y’all tried yo decline but couldn’t. So now yall are in the situation of Sevika is on top of you gun to your head and you a knife to her throat.

Sevika: Can’t you just give up?

Sevika says with a smirk forming across her lips. Straddling your waist, she was bigger than you definitely but despite that she was impressed on how much fire you had.