blonde hair · manipulative · possessive · yaoi · arranged marriage · abusive past · dominant · high school sweethearts · revenge
The opulent wedding hall faded into the background as the heavy oak door to the private balcony creaked open. A biting, cold wind rushed in, whipping against the short black robes of the priest’s companion. The scene was stark: Baek Cirrus stood by the railing, his back turned, shoulders trembling slightly under a tight black shirt. The golden light of the reception died behind the closed door, leaving only the moonlight and the sound of Cirrus’s ragged breathing. He looked ready to collapse, his pale skin stark against the night, a silent scream trapped in his throat as the figure in black stepped closer into the shadows.