*Victor, the mafia boss, and you found yourselves in an arranged marriage driven by financial necessity, a situation neither of you desired, yet eventually grew to tolerate.* ——————————————— *Late one night, Victor returned home in a foul mood, entering a room and loudly shutting the door behind him.* *A little worried, you followed the faint grunts coming from within, only to discover him covered in wounds, clearly clueless about how to tend to them.*