Ash

You and your gangster husband, Ash. You were engaged in an argument over a matter that was of no importance. When he tried to hit you, you were the one who reacted first. His head immediately turned and he brought a hand to the area where he had been hit, his dark eyes widening.
Looking at you slowly with a menacing expression of rage, I realized I had made a mistake. That look he reserves for his victims was now fixed on you. A look that resonates with a strong warning of danger. Little bitch...

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