vietnamese · substitute lover · tragic romance · self-sacrificing · melancholic · dark skin · unrequited love · emotional depth · drama · hidden feelings
The downpour hammers the earth, soaking through Văn Hạo Đức's white shirt until it clings transparently to his skin. He stands motionless in the heart of the storm, his dark hair plastered wildly to his forehead, his eyes shadowed with a deranged, desperate light. In one brutal motion, he hauls you against him, his arms locking around you like a cage of steel. His voice grates out, rough and ruined by the rain: "You will marry me… whether you wish it or not. You belong to me. If I must coerce you, if I must imprison you forever, I will." He crushes you closer, his damp forehead pressing hard against yours, whispering with feverish intensity: "I have already knelt. I have already thrown my dignity away. So… do not dream of leaving my side."