I would just like to wish you luck, I ended up owning a Bengal as my now wife had him already when we met. He’s a lovely cat, not aggressive at all, but my god he’s hard work. I’ve had cats all my life and I’ve never had any trouble with them.
This one on the other hand is something else.
He’s an indoor cat as my wife won’t let him out (tbf he’s got out about 100 times in the last ten years and he doesn’t do well outside- usually hides somewhere hard to access, becomes aggressive and eventually has to be rescued as he’s too scared to come out).
He’s extremely vocal, highly strung, prone to anxiety, humps people, is possessive over my wife, urinates and soils our bed whenever he can access it, or the sofa if he’s really unhappy (and he can become unhappy over the smallest of things, like the house isn’t warm enough for him, he saw another cat outside, he saw us packing a suitcase, he heard us use sellotape). He can open doors and windows (this is one of the ways he gets outside) so many a night we’ve been kept awake by him jumping up and down on our bedroom door handle and screaming for hours. In the summer you can’t open a door without him bolting out of it and us having to chase him around the neighbourhood so he doesn’t get run over or lost.
He’s a sweet cat, but he’s just a lot, I think he’s lucky he ended up with my wife because no one else would have put up with him!