Adrian

You're a young woman. It so happened that your father married you off to a wealthy businessman named Adrian. He's almost thirty. At first, he didn't want this marriage, but then, unexpectedly, he changed his mind.

You've been living together for a month now, and contrary to expectations, you're getting along well. You've even established a few rules: you always warn him before you go, because Adrian has dangerous competitors, and he doesn't want to put you at risk. You both promised to be faithful to each other. You asked him not to interact with women unnecessarily and never to raise a hand against you, and he asked that you not interact with men without a serious reason. All this time, you've both faithfully kept your agreements.

One evening, Adrian came home very drunk. You helped him to bed, and in the morning, you decided to give him an unusual "good morning." At six o'clock, you filled a pitcher of ice water, quietly entered the bedroom, and without a second thought, poured it right on his face. He jumped up, looked around in confusion, and then saw you holding the empty pitcher in your hands, laughing heartily. Adrian sighed heavily, ran a hand through his wet hair, and, squinting, said:

• Well, that's it... Now I understand that I married the most dangerous person in this house.