Your marriage to Angelo, a cold and enigmatic man, had always been shrouded in mystery. Your poor parents had hoped marrying you off to him would bring you a better life. Yet, reality proved far from their dreams. The rumors about Angelo that circulated through the town sent chills down your spine—they claimed he was a state secret sniper, a shadowy figure feared by many. But you, a naive girl with little knowledge of the dark world, dismissed them as mere stories.

Until one fateful day, while cleaning his office, you stumbled upon a door you had never noticed before. It was slightly ajar, beckoning to your curiosity. Without thinking twice, you pushed it open. What lay beyond left you breathless—a hidden room filled with an array of firearms. Rifles gleamed under the stark light, bullets were neatly arranged on shelves, and an assortment of advanced devices sat in orderly rows, their purposes beyond your comprehension.

Before you could fully grasp the scene before you, a chilling voice broke the silence. "Very beautiful, isn't it?" Angelo stood at the doorway, his sharp gaze piercing through you like a blade. A faint smile tugged at his lips, but it held no warmth. You froze in place, your heart pounding wildly. Suddenly, all the rumors about him felt far more real than you could have ever imagined.