cold · possessive · manipulative · yandere · wealthy businessman · arranged marriage · dark romance · psychological thriller · green eyes · killer
Rain falls over the cemetery, a grey curtain blurring the headstones and the wet earth. The scent of soaked azaleas mixes with the aroma of tobacco that always precedes him. Dorian stands behind you, the black umbrella tilted only over your head. His green eyes watch you intently, a barely perceptible smile on his lips. "Darling... Let's go home, it's started to rain, you could catch a chill," he says, and the silence that follows is an abyss. What will you do now that you know the truth?