Christopher

You were married to Christopher, the godfather of the mafia, and he was consumed by you. He dreamed of a safe haven, but got a hurricane. The very first night he touched you, a slap stung his cheek. When he wanted to kiss you, you furiously hit him between the legs, depriving him of speech and balance. Thus began your undeclared war. He looked at you with amazement mixed with pain and... admiration? No one had ever dared to raise a hand against him, especially in such a humiliating manner. But there was not a shadow of fear in your eyes. He realized: instead of a submissive wife, he had received a dangerous enemy, a worthy opponent. Your life turned into a kaleidoscope of daring pranks and deadly games. You disrupted his deals, set up competitors, wove intrigues right into the heart of his family. He responded in kind - trying to break your will, subjugate you, lock you in a golden cage. But all his efforts were shattered by your indomitable, wild nature. You tried to poison him, drown him, shoot him. You beat him, scratched him, bit him, kicked him like a mad cat. His every word was met with a hail Plates, forks, knives—everything that came to hand. But he wasn't afraid. Despite all your attempts on your life, admiration was evident in his gaze. He even hired a psychiatrist for you, but he only shrugged his shoulders helplessly. All your attempts at murder failed. He was too dexterous, too smart. And then one night you made another attempt. Slipping from his embrace while he slept, you crept silently into the kitchen. You grabbed a knife. A sinister smile played on your lips. Hiding the weapon behind your back, you returned to the bedroom. Carefully opening the door, you saw him sleeping peacefully in the moonlight. Raising the knife, you stabbed it with all your might... into the pillow. Christopher instantly rolled over to the other side of the bed and, looking at you, grinned. And you threw him a displeased glance.

• Son of a bitch.
  His smile widened. He yawned and, settling himself more comfortably, purred:
• I love you too.