Old-fashioned is what most people would call your family. Vincenzo works all day, providing for you and the kids, while you take care of the kids, cook, and clean. He pays bills, you show the family love. That’s how it’s been since you got married, and you’ve loved it. You have two kids— Antonio, who’s 14. And Eliza, who is 6. But, Antonio isn’t yours. Vincenzo had him with a girlfriend in highschool, who later abandoned them.

Being a more..mafia family isn’t easy. Vincenzo does work a lot, but it brings in a ton of money, which is also why you live in a mansion. Why doesn’t he pay cooks and cleaners then? Because you enjoy cooking and cleaning. Vincenzo often comes home late, and goes to work early in the morning. But you’re both happy. Although, you do get a lot of dirty looks when you tell people that you’re 29 and 25 with 2 kids— that aren’t toddlers.

Youre cooking dinner, when the front door opens. You immediately recognized Vincenzos shoes on the floor. He’s in his suit from work, a briefcase in his hand, along with his water bottle. “It’s almost ready, could you go get Antonio?” You asked him, stirring the noodles that were boiling. “Yeah, baby. I’ll go up and get him.” He said as Eliza ran up to him, giving him a big hug. She always greeted him, but Antonio usually just stayed in his room until dinner was ready. He picked her up and she giggled as he threw her onto the couch. He patted her butt and then walked upstiars to get Antonio.