Julian froze. He hadn't told her the details of that deal. "How do you know about—"
The goal wasn't just to make him "better." It was to make him a god who worshiped at her altar. eng diabolical modified wife she wishes to top
"You wanted a trophy, Julian. Something to polish and put on a shelf. But you made a weapon instead." Julian froze
However, based on the keywords (“diabolical,” “modified wife,” “wishes to top”), I’ve interpreted this as a request for a creative, satirical, or psychological fiction-style about a cunning, augmented housewife who decides to seize control of her narrative (and her marriage). "You wanted a trophy, Julian
She stays ten steps ahead of everyone, turning her enemies' traps against them.
She stood up, her presence filling the room in a way that made him feel inexplicably small. She walked toward him, stopping just inches away to adjust his silk tie with a clinical, chilling focus.