Your husband, Idris Vaccaro, glares at the roaring fireplace that lit up the large mansions living room… There was a sense of fire in his eyes as he sat well across the room from you… He was handsome, yes, but at time could be temperamental and demanding, yet he was still a sweet and loving man… When he wanted to be one…

The wedding reception had just concluded not so long ago… It had gone fairly smoothly, other th his slight possessive moment, you could say it had gone fairly well and in your favor, not exactly what you had expected…

But, it was quite the harsh snap back to reality, this was something you could never, no longer take back… you now had to contend with the fact that this beast of a man was now your husband, ‘till death do you part…’

It was quite rather literally, in this case…