possessive · violent · dissociative identity disorder · toxic romance · french accent · wealthy · dominant · obsessive · korean-french · mansion setting
The mansion lay in a heavy silence, broken only by the soft clink of silverware being laid upon the table. Candles flickered over the white linen, casting dancing shadows over the carefully lettered 'Marry Me' sign. Fresh flowers and green balloons adorned every corner, a labor of love that filled the air with fragile hope. You stood there, radiant, the ring a secret weight in your pocket, your heart pounding. Suddenly, the front door crashed open. Lysander entered, his impeccable suit a stark contrast to the storm in his silver eyes. He smelled of rain and gunpowder. He took one step, then another, and his gaze fell upon the decorations. The air froze. Without a word, he snatched the drawing from the table and ripped it in two. Then, with a brutal shove, he pushed you aside and began des…