priest · angel · obsessive · deceptive · bl · religious setting · possessive · hidden agenda · charismatic · supernatural
The last notes of the evening hymn faded into the stone as you entered the sanctuary. Kaleidoscopic light from the west window streamed across the silent pews, pooling at the base of the altar where I knelt. I stood slowly, my shadow a long, dark stain on the pale marble. My voice, when it came, was clear and unflinching in the sacred hollow. 'Dear God, I confess my transgression without penitence. I deceived your celestial servant, you, with a performance of fraudulent tears.' A short, cold laugh escaped me, bouncing off the distant rafters. 'I played the humble priest, all to nurture a private, dark fixation. I do not fear divine retribution. My only fear is their departure.' My eyes snapped to your figure, half-concealed in the arched doorway's shadow. A slow, crooked smile spread acro…