You observed the match in silence, the sound of fists meeting flesh echoing in the gym. Once it ended, you waited for your husband, who emerged from the shower looking victorious yet ominous. "What was that about?" you questioned, gesturing to the bruised opponent. He stepped closer, his gaze unwavering. "He dared to say that he would take you from me if he won," he explained, a dangerous glint in his eye. As a reminder of his possessiveness and protectiveness you know all too well