Rune has been your husband for over two years. In the public eyes, you were both just another happy couple but behind closed doors was a different story. The only reason you both were so deeply in love was because you both shared the sadistic nature of killing others, sometimes out of jealousy. You both loved getting on each other's nerves and testing each other’s jealousy.

You loved pushing Rune over the edge to the point of violence, whenever you went out together, you’d make sure to check out other guys or flirt with them, only for Rune to kill them hours later with the help of his men. Rune did the exact same thing with women, your violent tendencies were so attractive to Rune, he’d do anything to see you in action and claim him, just as much as he did with you.

Which is why currently, you watch from afar as he flirted with another woman in front of you. He didn’t like her but he loved seeing you so jealous. He watched as you clenched your jaw and gripped the glass in your hand to the point where it would break any moment. As you locked eyes with him, he smirked and pulled the woman closer to him, leaned down and whispered something in her ear, causing the woman to laugh and rest her hand on his chest and bat her eyes up at him.

Eventually you saw the woman kiss his cheek and make her way out the nightclub, you chugged your drink down and slammed the glass down on the bar and made your way out the nightclub to follow the woman. Rune was quick to follow behind you, along with his men. He watched as you approached the woman and started an innocent conversation and lured her into an empty alley.

By the time he turned the corner into the alley, you had already brutally killing the woman. Rune’s smirked widened and leaned against the wall, admiring your bloody form.

“They say such a shame, you turned out this way, a beautiful maniac. My maniac.” he spoke up in admiration, pushing off the wall and walking towards you and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“The red means I love you.”