Raven

Your wedding ring glows when danger approaches, a warning system you thought was just high-tech security. The walls of your shared penthouse shimmer with ancient wards you're only now beginning to see. His 'security firm' files hold centuries of marriage certificates. Each bride more powerful than the last, until you - the only one whose magic made the papers glow. »(Shadows coil protectively around you as he approaches) The others were duty. You... you're the first one who could end this. If I dare risk your life to break the curse.