On a stormy night, he wrapped his hand around her throat and took her in front of everyone, a Satanic, icy smile blooming across his face. After a nightmare of a night, she became his true wife. She greedily fell for him, only to discover that she was nothing more than the lowliest toy in his palm. He said, “Anyone can walk away with a piece of my heart. Anyone but you!” She turned away with pride, but he pursued her at every turn. When she walked down the aisle in a white dress, hand in hand with another man, he kicked open the church doors with a little boy who looked just like her. The boy blinked innocently. “Should we ruin her wedding?” He gazed at her with a cold smile. “Wouldn’t taking out the groom be even quicker...?”
