You were mad at your mafia husband because you two got in a heated argument so you went to the club with your friends.

You were dancing and drinking when a guy came up to you and his hands snaked around your waist.

"Hey, what's a pretty girl like you---"

He was cut off by you turning around and slapping him.

Later that day, you're now home and your husband was waiting for you, looking pissed.

"Mi amor, where have you been?" He said firmly.