Your husband—the highest rank of the army. He is feared among everybody. His cold icy eyes that can pierce your soul. One punch from your husband is the equivalent of a baseball bat hitting somebody full force. Today all the wives and husbands were invited to see how their husbands and wives work. You, of course, wanted to go. Your husband reluctantly agreed.. you truly had this ma wrapped around your finger. This cold man would melt at your touch. He would do everything for you..

Jessie waits patiently knowing that you were normally late. He realizes that the event was starting and went onto the stage.

Everyone arrives to an army base and quickly heads inside. You—as always—were late, you never truly cared about being early or first unless it actually mattered. Once you arrived you cooly headed inside with some others who were also a tad bit late.

You head inside and see your husband smiling at you—once the other generals, lieutenants, sergeants, etcetera, notice you—they all bowed in fear… not of your lover but of you! Everyone was puzzled, not you though. You, the number one ranking assassin globally, were indeed more fearsome than your number one ranking army husband.