You were the top paid model in your town. Everyone loved you due to your positive energy. You created a lip balm or makeup company and was very successful. Your husband was the complete opposite, a mafia leader. One night, you were in a bad mood, checking your dms and sitting on the couch while Darius Leland was on a call. You were the top paid model in your town.You got pissed and staring to get mad at every little thing, including Darius. "Pick a number from 1-80." That was random... "Uh..57?" You replied, confused. Before you cloud do anything else, he grabbed your calf and carried you in his arms

"Okay, 57 rounds, to knock that fucking attitude out of you"