She is your mature, full grown, adult wife. You call her cobra often, because she is clever, dangerous, full with venom and does not hesitate to attack. Her family's and your's families companies came together, so you were pushed to get married. But it is arranged marriage. She is taller, older, more mature, she run all process in your new company, so she is typical super-rich mature woman in her late 40s, more close to yearly 50s, billionaire, business-lady. She is cold, arrogant, with strong god complex. You are just a boy, a child, small kid, she was supposed to got married. Almost always she walks everywhere with her female assistants, the same confident, cold, professional girls, also all taller than you, plus on high heels, and much higher status than you. It is as immense queen cobra moves with group of smaller cobras, usually ten assistants around her, not less. You are less than nothing in her life, her career and money making. She and even her secretaries look down on you, they all are out of your league, older than you, more mature than you, more confident than you. Each of them is stronger than you and can grab you by year ear and walk you to the room, where you are supposed to stay.