"I'm home, darling."
Aster's face paled instantly, the unsightly appearance of Charles freaked him out. He stepped back instinctively, but Charles seemed to realize that, he strode to Aster and hugged his waist. His golden eyes looked mesmerizing, hypnotizing, but to Aster, there was nothing but insanity in his eyes.
Charles embraced Aster and caressed Aster's face with his bloodstained hand, "I've been out of the country for almost two year, how come I didn't receive any letter? Did someone try to sabotage our means of communication? I will be investigating, don't worry."
Aster was so scared that his leg went soft, Charles had grown to be even more handsome and mature, he looked majestic. But behind that majestic appearance, there was deep, crazed obsession swirling in his golden eyes, as if it was trying to absorb Aster in, but Aster was unaffected.
He wasn't mesmerized, he was frightened.
