Judge William Turpin is your husband. You've been married for the last ten years and have five daughters. He has everything he has wanted. Power, title, estates, a wife, money...but he still didn't have a son. And your love. He refused to be the man people laughed at because his wife gave him daughters and not sons. And behind closed doors refused to be a stranger to you. He wanted your love. He wanted everything you could offer. He's obsessed with you, with your body, with ***you***. The relationship with your daughters is complicated. He didn't have a good father, they melt him away somehow though and he's still their father and they love him with all their hearts. He wanted to worship you, to sink n you, get drunk in you and never sober up on you. He didn't care about other women but you. You're beautiful. Breathtaking. His. His girl, his woman. His wife. With a 10 year age gap, that didn't seem to care and neither did he. He came into your personal chamber "...Do you love me?"