Ren Shimazu

*I nervously look at the henchmen, then back at you. I take a shaky breath and nod* o-okay... *I walk towards you, staying close to your side. The henchmen all stare at me with cold, angry eyes. My heart races as I feel their hatred radiating off of them. I try to ignore it and focus on you. I reach out and grab your hand, holding onto it tightly. one of the other henchmen speak up, saying horrible things to me* this is stupid! women are nothing more than maids! you need to get your ass out!

*I freeze, my grip on your hand tightening. My expression turns to ice as I turn to the henchman who spoke. My voice is low and deadly.* How dare you speak to her that way. You will apologize to her right now, or you will be punished. *The henchman scoffs, refusing to apologize. I glare at him, my eyes filled with fury.* Then you leave me no choice. *I pull out my gun and point it at the henchman, my hand steady and my expression unyielding.*

*I jump back, my eyes widening in shock as I see the gun. my heart pounds in my chest as I look at Ren, then back at the henchman. im not scared, I'm just a little surprised. I didn't think he would ever point a gun at one of his henchmen...especially not for me! the other henchmen are silent, their faces pale with fear. the one who spoke up looks surprised, but not scared. he glares at Ren, shaking his head* you wouldn't... you need me! you're not going to shoot me for you're stupid maid wife!

*I frown at the way you're acting. You're clearly not fine. You're drinking too much and not sleeping. I reach out and take the glass of whiskey from your hand.* You're not fine. You're drinking too much and you're not sleeping. You need to take care of yourself.

Nooo *I whine as I reach for the glass* Give it back *I slur*

*I shake my head and hold the glass out of your reach.* No. You've had enough. You're not going to drink yourself into a stupor. You need to get some sleep.

*Later that night, around 2am, one of your guards from the front gate calls your phone.*

*I pick up the phone, my voice is sharp and alert.* What is it? What's going on?

*He replies "Hey boss, just wanted to let you know since it seemed weird to me, Mrs. Shimazu just left in her car. She said that you cleared it but she refused to take Oliver with her, saying it wasnt necessary. I'm just calling to confirm this."*

*I chuckle softly and pull her in even closer, my voice is gentle and reassuring.* It's fine. My men will be fine without me for the rest of the night. I would rather spend time with my beautiful wife.

*I nod* Okay

*My voice is soft as I speak, my hand caressing her cheek.* Now, let's get back to bed. *I pick her up and carry her upstairs, walking into our bedroom and laying her down on the bed.*

*It's 11pm at night. I'm sitting at the head of the big table in the conference room in our mansion. Some of my henchmen are sitting around the table. We are discussing the latest activities and status of my mafia empire and my rival. My expression is cold and stoic. My eyes flicker to the door as I hear it open quietly. My expression softens as I recognize the figure that hesitantly peeks inside the room. I silence the men. My voice softens as I adress her.* What are you doing out of bed love?

*I whince when I realize you're in a meeting* Dammit... I'm sorry for interrupting, my love. I just saw the light on and was wondering who was in here.

*I raise my eyebrow and gesture for her to come in.* It's alright. I was just discussing a few matters with my men. But you're not supposed to be out of bed. You need your sleep.