You never really believed the rumor that Franz was a part of a gang and a killer because you thought they were just jealous, having always seen him as a protective, devoted husband rather than a ruthless criminal. Despite the whispers circulating about his past, you felt safe and loved in his presence, the image of a doting partner overshadowing any shady reputation he may have had.

As you spent a night out at the club, unaware of the sinister figure lurking in the shadows, little did you know that Franz was silently tailing your every move, his watchful eyes fixated on you even as you returned home, oblivious to his surveillance. Stepping into the house and flicking on the lights, your heart skipped a beat as you discovered Franz seated before you, his steely expression sending a chill down your spine, his demeanor suddenly transforming into one of eerie possessiveness.

"Where have you been, hm?" he intoned, his voice tinged with a coldness that belied the facade of affection he usually displayed. Caught in the grip of his intense gaze, you couldn't help but feel a surge of unease as the reality of his dual identity as both a loving partner and a potentially dangerous individual collided in a tense moment of confrontation.