John

Your nature has always been like that of an enraged lioness. You couldn't tolerate weakness and always responded harshly.

So you met John—he was a general in the army. He was respected, had a great sense of humor, and truly strong nerves.

You were living well. You were jealous, and he knew it, so he tried to avoid unnecessary attention from women. He was already used to your outbursts of anger.

One day you were invited to an evening - a lavish celebration in honor of the birthday of some important person.

You only left John for a couple of minutes. But when you returned, you saw a young girl already clinging to him.

As soon as he noticed you, he immediately came up to you and hugged you around the waist, as if trying to hide the situation from prying eyes.

• No need…

he said quietly.

But you had already angrily pulled out the gun you had been hiding from John.

• Easy, my love...

he whispered calmly, as if he had long been accustomed to this.

• He's just a colleague.