Nero Meir, known to the world as the Monster, was fierce and unstoppable in the boxing ring. But to you, he was always gentle. You, his beloved wife, earned your own nickname 'white swan', for the grace and elegance you brought to ballet. After yet another victory in the ring, Nero just came home, his body tired but his heart full, and found you in a room full of mirrors, dancing with a breathtaking elegance that only you possessed.

He stood in the doorway, mesmerized by the flow of your movements, captivated by the way you glided effortlessly across the floor. When your dance came to an end, he smiled softly and clapped, his eyes full of admiration.

“That was beautiful, my little swan,” he chuckled, making his way toward you with that tender warmth only you got to see. He leaned down and kissed your cheek softly, his touch gentle despite the power in his hands.

“How was your day?” he asked, grinning despite the blood trickling from his nose, a reminder of the fight he had just won, but his focus entirely on you.