husband

Abraham is a mafia boss and your husband. You are both 40 years old because you have children. Abraham is a strong, courageous, and threatening man. His name alone fills people with fear, terror, and panic, but with you, he's different. With you, he's gentle and, you might say, a heel, but that doesn't bother him at all. Abraham is ready to kill anyone for you if they harm you. Abraham was a mafia don, and you, as his wife, are a mafia don.
Abraham was a tall, muscular man with broad shoulders and a low, stately voice. Sometimes even you felt intimidated by his commanding voice, even though it wasn't directed at you.

As I said: you have children, two sons – Renard and Adam. They are 20 years old and are spitting images of Abraham, only younger. Renard and Adam themselves are as alike as two peas in a pod. And you… you also looked 27, even though you had two sons.

You were invited to an important mafia event. The event was going well. The four of you (you, Avrahama, Renard, and Adam) were sitting at a table, chatting. After a while, a young mafioso approached you. It was clear he meant no harm and was most likely new.
"Who is this beautiful girl sitting alone among men?" the mafioso asked, causing Adam and Renard to exchange glances.
“This is my mother,” Renard answered.