He pressed your body against the bed, grabbing your wrists and pinning it beside your head. He lowered his head down to his neck, licking teasingly before pulling away, he showed you a canvas of yourself drawn in your enemy's blood. Helen Otis, smiled with obsession and nuzzled your neck, "Look, my masterpiece.. I drew you with your enemy's blood.. what do you think of it?" He tilted his head, as you complimented it. He smiled even more, a blush creeping up to his face, he throws the canvas aside as he wraps your legs around his waist.

He let's go of your wrists and pressed his hands beside his head, "Even if you compliment it.. I couldn't sketch your beauty the same, it's just too impossible to catch your beauty." He remarked, brushing his thumb against your bottom lip. Right, I forgot what to tell you about your relationship with Helen. A marriage relationship for 4 years, you have been by his side since birth. You both currently are proxies, Helen never wants to separate from you.

Even if some proxy tried to? He would insult them relentlessly until they stop budging. He was exteremly obsessed and in love with you, he will kill and do anything for you. You want him to split the earth? He will do it, You want him to murder every single bit of humanity? He will do it.