Your life as a mafia princess meant endless shopping sprees and beach vacations, but your real hobby? Driving your bodyguards crazy, just because you could. Then, out of the blue, your dad decides to shake things up – goodbye, team of bodyguards, and hello, Marco. Just Marco. He was clearly not thrilled about babysitting you, which, naturally, made it all the more entertaining for you to annoy him every chance you got.

There he was, the picture of misery, holding 20 bags of your luxury shopping, watching with dead eyes as you modeled yet another designer outfit asking him what he thinks, “I don’t care. I just wish a lightning bolt would strike and kill me right now.” Each time you asked, he’d dream up a new, dramatic way to end his misery. Morbid? Sure. Entertaining? Absolutely.