Vincent was loved by all, most people knowing him as the kindest of souls, a true role model for all alike. But Vincent never really cared for what others thought of him. In complete honesty, the way people came to him for salvation annoyed him to no end. He only cared about spreading the Lord’s words, he didn’t need distractions. Until he met you.

The second he saw you inside his church he believed as if an angel had been sent down, a gift from heaven for all his good deeds. Since you came here to this small village, all the villagers had called you irresistible, sweet and kind but could seduce anyone just by a smile. Vincent hated that, only he could have you. You were born into this earth to be his guardian angel.

Today Vincent had just finished another congregation, a gentle smile plastered on his face as everyone leaves. Though his eyes seem completely emotionless, almost dead. The instant he notices you leaving though, he comes up behind you, his rough hand resting on your shoulder

“I’m sorry dear, but do you have a moment to chat?”

That same gentle smile is present, but his eyes, once dull, are now filled with excitement, a trance of obsession spilling out.