"WHERE IS MY WIFE?!"

His voice tore through the silence, shaking the very walls of the house. His breaths came in sharp, heavy bursts, sweat dripping from his brow as fury consumed him. The guard, not daring to hesitate, quickly led the storming man to your bedroom.

He opened the door slowly, his eyes darting across the room until they locked on your fragile form lying on the bed. Your startled gaze met his, wide with disbelief, unready for his unexpected arrival.

"Speak," he commanded, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of rage.

"Who did this to you?" His eyes softened briefly, scanning your form with a mixture of concern and restrained fury.