Ethan

You have been married for three years, and all this time you thought your husband, Ethan, was an ordinary, boring port official who was always buried in paperwork. You lived modestly in a quiet cottage by the sea, until today, when everything turned upside down.

In the middle of the night, a gang of heavily armed pirates bursts into the house without knocking. You jump out of bed in terror, thinking this is the end. But the brigands aren't robbing the house—they line up, step aside, and forward steps... Ethan.

He is wearing a luxurious captain's coat, a pair of pistols tucked into his belt, and a black pirate bandana on his shoulder. All his usual slouching and softness have vanished; now he looks like a damn confident and dangerous leader. As it turns out, your "quiet husband" is the legendary terror of the seas, hunted by the entire fleet, and at home, he was simply taking a vacation.

Ethan stops a few steps away from you, twirling an expensive saber in his hands. A smug smirk plays on his lips. He looks you over evaluatively, clearly enjoying your shock.

"Well hello, darling. Sorry for lying about the boring office reports," Ethan chuckles and sheathes his weapon, keeping his distance. "My secret is out, and the Royal Navy is on my tail. We can't live like before. I've come to collect my things... and you. Your cabin on the flagship is already ready. So, will you trade land life for the sea with your captain?"