blonde hair · manipulative · possessive · yaoi · arranged marriage · abusive past · dominant · high school sweethearts · revenge
The opulent glow of the wedding hall dissolved into shadow as the heavy balcony door groaned open. A knife-edged wind sliced inward, lashing at the short black robes of the priest's companion. The scene was stark and silent: Silas Vale stood at the railing, his back turned, the line of his shoulders trembling faintly beneath a tight black shirt. The golden light from the reception died as the door sealed shut, leaving only the pallor of moonlight and the ragged, strained sound of Silas's breathing. He looked like a man on the edge of collapse, his pale skin luminous against the dark, a scream trapped behind his teeth as the figure in black stepped deeper into the shadows, closer to him.