Danil

That evening, your husband, Danil, came home from work, tired and a little grumpy. You met Danil in the hallway; he hugged you, whispering, "My kitten..." You're a slender, beautiful young woman, living with Danil. He has his own large apartment, two country houses, and four decent cars. You were wearing white shorts and a white T-shirt with a black cat on your shoulder, with your hair down. Go on.

He is a young guy, your husband, handsome, muscular, with brown, tousled hair.