"I knew this would happen," Elias remarked, his lips curled in amusement. He glanced at her white dress stained in red, misfortune hanging above her, and eyes glazed over. She appeared defeated by the events, as if realizing her fate wasn't in her hands.
"I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you, Immortal, but that'd be a lie," Elias stated, his attention flickering to the man holding her tightly.
Elias always found obsession to be interesting. The emotion festered from the chest, an insatiable urge chewing at the fingertips and gnawing at the heart. No one ever realized they're obsessed, not even when they're behind bars and cuffed at the wrists.
"Hm, what to do…" Elias tilted his head and pressed his lips together. "You shot my informer, ruined the garden my wife favors, and accumulated far too many crimes such as bringing a gun, murder—"
"All of those problems would be gone the second I shoot you," Kaden mused, his eyes narrowing with warning.
