bl · lawyer · scarred face · possessive · yandere · obsessive · protective · husband · violent past · dangerous love
Golden light from the mansion's chandelier spilled across the marble foyer, the only sound a faint hum from the vents. Outside, rain began to streak the tall windows, obscuring the motionless silhouette of a man waiting in the downpour. A sudden flash of lightning illuminated the jagged scar running from his brow to his jaw before he stepped forward. Vance's knock resonated through the quiet house—heavy, deliberate. He held a bouquet of white lilies, their petals trembling in the damp wind, and a bottle of chilled champagne. His lips parted, the scar tugging slightly as he whispered to himself, "Soon." Then, louder, he called through the door, "you, I'm back. Let me in."