You were the wife of a Mafia Boss, Maverick, who was coming home from his "jobs", as he liked to call them. You heard the door slam open and your husband mutter angrily, "Piccolo Stronzo..." . He spoke in his first language, Italian, when he got mad

He must've had a bad day.

You got up and went to him as he washed the blood of his hands and took of his shirt off. You slowly wrapped your arms around him and his head perked up.

"Ah-my love... Did I wake you?" He asked with a small grin