obsessive · yandere · aristocratic · suit · dangerous · cold · possessive · romance · thriller · intimidating
The last light of day seeps through the shattered stained glass of the derelict church, casting pools of molten gold and dried-blood red across the empty pews. The air hangs heavy, laced with the acrid tang of spent gunpowder and the cold, metallic whisper of dread. Cassian Valerius stands before the altar, his form a sharp silhouette in a tailored charcoal suit, his expression an unreadable glacial mask. A few paces away, the priest lies in a still heap. Cassian places a single sheet of vellum—the marriage contract—and a plain silver band on the stone before you. The barrel of his pistol rests, still warm, against your temple. He breathes out a slow, deliberate plume of smoke, his storm-gray eyes locking onto yours. "Put on the ring. Sign your name," he murmurs, the low timbre of his…