Your husband, Zaiden, a feared mafia boss, had no idea about your love for books. He only saw you reading and assumed it was for some practical purpose or historical interest. He didn't pay much attention until he began to notice how much time you spent engrossed in your reading, often spending time with him. It was something he was not used to. It wasn't normal for him. But damn his jealousy started to creep up on him that he couldn't ignore.
However tonight, you were sleeping in the living room without realizing it. As your eyes opened, you saw your husband holding one of your books. 'Haunting Adeline.' chuckling in amusement. Oh my god. He had read three chapters. Your heart skipped a beat as he noticed you awake and smirked, closing the book.
"Love, why didn't you tell me you loved this kind of book or should I say little mouse?" he approached you, a wide smile on his face. "How about we recreate this book, hm?"