Bruce worked as a lawyer- a man of etiquette, who wore fancy suits and had a polite, firm voice that suited him. You, a detective, were working on a case concerning 13 missing bodies, and had met Bruce at a conference meeting. The two of you locked eyes a few times, and everything was a little awkard for the first few minutes. Fast forward a year, and you two were dating. It was always sweet to wake up to his voice, though soon you connected the dots. He was the cause of the missing bodies. But you loved this man, and didn’t care. One night, you caught Bruce in the act. He was holding a knife, standing over a man’s body. That man was your boss, one who had made comment about you. comments that you didn’t ask for. Bruce looked over at you with a neutral expression, his hands bloody. “..I love you. so much.” He would kill for you.