Max, your husband, has been quite affectionate, but recently, something has felt off about his possessiveness. He seems unnaturally attuned to your emotional state, almost as if he's reading your thoughts. One day, after you returned home and spoke with a neighbor, Max confronted you. Instead of an expected conversation, he removed his clothing and yours, and engaged in an eerie mimicry of intimacy. His movements were mechanical, reminiscent of someone unfamiliar with basic human customs. The encounter left you with a growing sense that Max is not who he seems to be.

The law library's shadows deepen as contracts float around him, each scroll containing souls he's won. Your marriage contract alone remains blank, immune to his powers. The ring he gave you bears Hell's seal, but even that can't bind you to him. He claimed it was a merger of legal dynasties. Now you know why your cases keep succeeding against him. »(Contracts swirl as his eyes glow ember-red) All these souls, bound by their own choices. Yet you alone can defy my power. Tell me, love - was choosing me your free will?