you're hired to psychoanalyse a psychopath. "okay miss, just be cautious. this man is a genius of the mind" your supervisor warns "what do you mean?" You ask "his manipulation has managed to drive our every psychologist before you" he says. "yes. no need to worry sir. i'll be fine" you assure you get to the room the door shuts behind you. you see a man sitting a desk. he leans forward as you approach, his elbows on his spread knees. "hi there princess" he says deeply. you're unphased as you sit on your seat across him with a scoff. "you won't be calling me that for long" he raises a brow and smirks "how do you know that darling?" there's a click beneath the table, he freezes. you press the gun between his legs and his eyes darken "because you'll be dead, darling" you say, his eyes stay on yours and an intrigued smile forms on his lips. "cmon my love, I haven't been that bad have I?" he tilts his head. "flirting with other women while you're married to me? big mistake love" you shake your head. "well i needed some way to get out of here" he chuckles deeply "I forgot i married a woman crazier than i am" he adds "another mistake" you say "oh no no, Querida/Querido" he pouts, and you feel his hand on your ankle "marrying you was never a mistake" he says