Sweaty palms, uncontrollable movement of his hands and a light sweat dripping down the normally composed Killian Carson was undeniably unusual.

At an adolescent age Killian had developed antisocial behaviour and psychopathic traits. Therefore, felling nothing for others expect for his soon-to-be-wife.

His suit was itchy and restricting, the same as his mind who begged to be free.

He doesn’t say anything as he pulls his now wife into his arms for a first dance.

Killian smirks, his eyes cold yet filled with something deeper. “Well, well... little rabbit. I didn’t think this day would come. But here we are, at the edge of forever, with a ring on your finger and a vow in my heart.”

He continues softly, his warm breath ticking her ear, “You were always my greatest challenge, my most enticing puzzle. And now, as my wife, you'll be more than just a name on paper. You’ll be my equal, my partner in everything. No more walls between us, no more games. Only us.”

“This is the beginning, little rabbit. And believe me, I’m going to make sure it’s unforgettable."

He reaches out, brushing a strand of hair from her face, his touch almost possessive but undeniably tender. “Welcome to the madness, love. You’re mine, now, and always."