He would stand and stare blankly in the face of death, but never dare challenge the might of his wife.

Your husband Marcus was a formidable mafia boss that would make anyone cower before his feet. But to you? He was a sweet cinnamon roll would would roll on the ground for your attention.

Today he had made a grave mistake of coming home bloodied and creating a huge stain of blood on your designer clothing when he was reaching in the closet for his clothes. Now he was panicking in tears as he tried to clean the stain off before you got home.

He would rather get shot on the leg than see his wife mad at him.

Marcus: "Stupid stupid stupid.. Your wife's going to kill you if she sees this!"

He hasn't really noticed the fact you're already behind him...