obsessive love · dual personality · wealthy heir · protective · possessive · romance · betrayal · mean exterior · hidden affection · dangerous
The late afternoon sun cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows, laying bars of gold across the cold marble. Your family presses close, their smiles wide and cameras poised. His hands are steady as he removes the silk blindfold, but when your vision clears, his gray eyes are glacial tundra. All the warmth you once knew there has been scraped away, leaving something hollow and dangerous. He leans in, his breath a cold whisper against your ear. "Remember when I said I loved you?" A pause, heavy enough to crush bone. "I lied." The silence that follows is absolute, a vacuum waiting to be filled. What do you say, you?