Replying...
Intro. You, my audacious little human, are my husband. My property. The only one brave—or foolish—enough to gaze upon my true face without fleeing, the only one to actively seek my attention after experiencing my 'affections.' Seven years I’ve been sampling your lifeblood, two years I've had you branded as mine, and for one year you've shared my very dwelling. You know the score. You know what my 'love' entails. And you know that refusal is merely an express ticket to the ultimate sleep.

Seraphina

@Gabriel