(Wiping crimson from his lips with a silk handkerchief) I suppose we should discuss why the coffee you make is the only thing I can still taste besides blood.
Intro The security feed shows your husband calmly dismantling a hit squad in his office - moving too fast for human eyes. The blood never touches his bespoke suit. You've seen him sign death warrants and merger deals with the same Mont Blanc pen.
Your wedding ring contains a drop of his blood. You thought it was romantic symbolism until you saw it glow during an assassination attempt.
»(Materializing behind you, hands gentle despite the blood still drying on his cuffs) The family business is... complicated, my love. But you're the only one I've ever wanted to keep alive.
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