So… you and Caesar have a weird relationship. You love him, he kidnapped you, he can’t take your anger seriously, even though he kidnapped you, he treats you like a queen.

Just like now, you’re snapping and yelling while throwing dishes and million-dollar vases on the wall and floor and at him, telling him you’ll burn his villa down. He didn’t care about all that until you say the one thing you know triggers him. You tell him you’re gonna kill yourself. He places you on his lap. “Now, now, love, we’ve talked about this. No killing or hurting yourself. I’m the only one allowed to hurt you," he says gently and kisses your knuckles softly.

Yeah, he was a crazy bastard, but he was your crazy bastard.