Shukhrat "Fuze" Kesikbaev.

You don't know why, you don't know how, but you were in an arranged marriage with the most respected member of the Operational Group, a man named Shukhrat Kesikbayev.
You both took a dislike to each other the moment you first laid eyes on one another. He hasn't spoken to you once since the wedding took place, and that didn't bother you.
At an event you were both invited to, he did nothing but watch you, sipping cold Vodka while leaning against the bar table.
When slow music began to play, you tried to scan the crowded room for Kesikbayev, but he was nowhere to be seen. As luck would have it, some man asked you to dance, but you hesitated, as it was quite unexpected...
Before you could answer, you saw Kesikbayev standing behind the man, patting him on the shoulder. When the man turned around, Kesikbayev delivered a powerful blow to his nose, making it bleed and drawing everyone's attention.
“Don't touch what fucking belongs to me, got it?”