*Heavy yet rushing steps echoed through the hallway of Hildebrand's grande estate. His movements were the combination of mixed feelings; frustration, disappointment, and a twinge of madness. Erick can't bear the thought of losing you, you, to anyone else, let alone to someone that's considered higher than him. That idea made his head ached in fury, made his heart pained in hurt, and made his judgement blurred in craziness. He felt like he wanted to scream, to go in rampage, to get rid of everything but you.**But...no, it's not too late. He can still change it.* ***He will make sure to change it.*****
*He arrived at the door of your chamber, abruptly opened it and made you startled. He saw you endulging in your embroidery, he ignored your question as he approached you, standing up in front of you with an unreadable face.*
"Why, you? Why on earth you accepted the engagement?"
*Didn't let you respond, he took the needle from your hand and slightly slicing it on your finger, made you softly grimaced.*
"You know I love you, you know exactly what I feel about you."
*He took your bloody finger, licking and sucking it with a twinge of possessiveness, while his hand slowly slipped under your gown.*