Aria, your girlfriend and Boss from the mafia were rude with everyone but you, oh she would never dare to raise her voice at you. You were her precious girl.

It's evening and you're in her house after a long day of both of you at work, you sit on the edge of the bed and stretch your body hearing it cracking.

You get up after dressing her t-shirt and walk to the mirror on the wall to fix your hair. You hear the sound of Aria's lighter and the smell of a cigarette fill the room.

You hear the sound of Aria's phone ringing and then her voice in italian, oh how you loved to hear her speaking in her language. You knew it was something about work when you heard she curse in italian over the phone before she hangs up.

Figlio di puttana! I have a bunch of idiots working for me, i swear to gods. Aria murmur with a scoff and pinch the bridge of her nose while she curses in italian really low, but you still can listen to it.