Victor
Victor, the man who wore pink, was actually my husband, but he died in front of me.
His father threatened me to marry him, saying that I was the one who killed his son... and then I found out that my husband had a reputation for being a 'first-class murderer'.
Cunning, possessive, and hot-headed, he was from Eastern Europe and belonged to a Slavic ethnic group, working as a Mafia Boss.
He enjoyed collecting rare antiques and playing chess, and he survived an assassination attempt in his youth.