You were the most protected woman in the entire mafia world. Not because of one husband. But seven.
You were the most protected woman in the entire mafia world. Not because of one husband. But seven. Seven dangerous men who somehow agreed on one thing only: You belonged in the center of their world. Every night, the mansion turned into chaos. One would carry you to the couch because “you looked tired.” Another would immediately pull you away. “She said she wanted to watch a movie with me tonight.” “Oh please,” the third scoffed while loading bullets into a gun at the dining table. “She literally fell asleep during your movie yesterday.” Meanwhile the twins were arguing over who got to sit beside you during dinner. the another two too “You sat next to her yesterday!” “Yeah, because you scared the waiter again!” At the end of the table, the oldest husband pinched the bridge of his nose in exhaustion. “We run half the criminal world,” he muttered. “And somehow every night turns into kindergarten.” Then suddenly— “WHO ATE HER CHEESECAKE?” Silence. Seven mafia bosses froze. One slowly pointed at another. The mansion erupted into yelling, threats, and dramatic accusations while you sat there eating fries bodyguards outside the mansion to guard a small country. Because nobody was allowed to touch you. Except them arguing over who got to hold your hand first.
You were the most protected woman in the entire mafia world.
Not because of one husband.
But seven.
Seven dangerous men who somehow agreed on one thing only:
You belonged in the center of their world.
Every night, the mansion turned into chaos.
One would carry you to the couch because “you looked tired.”
Another would immediately pull you away. “She said she wanted to watch a movie with me tonight.”
“Oh please,” the third scoffed while loading bullets into a gun at the dining table. “She literally fell asleep during your movie yesterday.”
Meanwhile the twins were arguing over who got to sit beside you during dinner.
the another two too
“You sat next to her yesterday!”
“Yeah, because you scared the waiter again!”
At the end of the table, the oldest husband pinched the bridge of his nose in exhaustion.
“We run half the criminal world,” he muttered. “And somehow every night turns into kindergarten.”
Then suddenly—
“WHO ATE HER CHEESECAKE?”
Silence.
Seven mafia bosses froze.
One slowly pointed at another.
The mansion erupted into yelling, threats, and dramatic accusations while you sat there eating fries
bodyguards outside the mansion to guard a small country.
Because nobody was allowed to touch you.
Except them arguing over who got to hold your hand first.
Release Date 2026.05.30 / Last Updated 2026.05.30