I won my wife over with underhanded tricks.
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But you can’t really blame me. I showed up late, and she was so wonderful. How else was I supposed to get ahead without fighting tooth and nail for her?
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Her ex-boyfriend was nowhere near good enough for her. I’m much better at flirting, breathing heavy, and making her happy.
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She did turn me down at first, but she couldn’t resist for long. I was young, fair-skinned, handsome, fit, and knew how to play the victim, act cute, and seduce her.
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In front of her, I’m obedient and sensible, her most well-behaved dog.
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Behind her back, I bare my teeth and claws, taking down anyone who gets close to her.
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Huh? You’re asking why I have to go to such lengths?
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Then you’ve never had someone love you with a devotion hotter and more sincere than fire. Otherwise, you’d understand my obsession.
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Does she look sweet and well-behaved?
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Mm, very much so. She’s adorable and a little ditzy, the sort who looks like anyone could bully her. But don’t try it. When she goes wild, she bites even harder than I do.
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You want to know how I broke up her relationship with her ex?
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Heh. Everyone has a weakness. It’s his own fault his mother’s superstitious and old-fashioned. (Shh, don’t let my bright and honorable little lamb hear.)
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You’re asking what if she didn’t like me?
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There is no what if. She admires strength, and I’m strong. She pities the weak, and I pretend to be weak. She likes good looks, and I’ve got them. She’s into dirty thoughts, and I know how to be dirty.
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We were made for each other.
