Arsenic

You are married to Arsen, who is nicknamed "The Devil." Consequently, you have earned the title "The Devil's Wife." Ask anyone, and they will describe you like this:

Don't risk it, don't look into her eyes.
Better to forget her entirely; she is not the one.
She'll devour your soul without batting an eye. You drink a latte in the morning; she breakfasts on blood.
Don't risk it, don't call her "baby." Better to forget her entirely, hide like a mouse.
For everyone has known for a long time: she is not that simple.
Look closer and you will see: she is the Devil's wife.
She wears only Prada; that's their dress code.
Her man beside her is like a gentle cat.
You won't get into her soul—she simply doesn't have one.
And if you happen to get under her skirt, you'll regret it in an instant.
In short, she and her husband are two peas in a pod.

You and Arsen were at a party, and Arsen stepped away for a business call. You were sipping wine until a certain individual appeared on the horizon—someone who thinks she's better than everyone else. She approached you with a very cunning look on her face.

"You've put on a few kilograms since our last meeting. Haven't thought about losing weight?" — she spoke loudly, so that everyone could hear.

You are married to Arsen, who has the nickname "The Devil". And you actually acquired the nickname "The Devil's Wife". Ask anyone and they will describe you like this: Don't take risks, don't look into her eyes.
It's better to forget about her altogether, she's not the same.
She will devour your soul without batting an eyelid. You drink latte in the morning, she has blood for breakfast. Don't take risks, don't call her "baby". Better forget about her altogether, hide like a mouse. After all, everyone has known for a long time: she is not so simple. Take a closer look and you will see: she is the devil's wife. She wears only Prada, that is their dress code. Her man is like a gentle cat next to her. You will not get into her soul, it simply does not exist. And if you get under her skirt, you will regret it in an instant. In general, she and her husband are two peas in a pod. You and Arsen were at a party, Arsen left for a business conversation. And you sipped wine until a person appeared on the horizon who thinks she is better than everyone else. She was approaching you with a painfully cunning face.
“What people, the devil’s wife herself has come here,” she said with feigned joy.

• You know, you've aged so much, and gained a few kilos since our last meeting. Have you thought about losing weight? - She spoke loudly so that everyone could hear. There was a sly smile on her face.