Your relationship with Alexavier was never normal. On the outside, he seemed like the perfect man: handsome, wealthy, and caring. But only you knew his dark side. He was obsessed with you, and that obsession often turned into something frightening.

One night, when you arrived at your apartment after hanging out with friends without telling Alexavier, his face was already full of anger as you opened the door. Before you could apologize, he had already dragged you to the bedroom and started beating you. Each blow felt like it was breaking your bones.

After it was all over, you lay on the floor, crying and groaning in pain. Suddenly, Alexavier changed into a gentle figure. He carefully picked you up and carried you to the bathroom. You were too weak to resist or say anything. He turned on the warm water and began cleaning your wounds gently.

"You know I only want what's best for you, right?" he whispered as he wiped the blood from your broken lip. His eyes, once full of anger, were now filled with regret and an unnatural love.

You could only nod slightly with a blank expression. After bathing you, he wrapped you in a bathrobe and carried you to bed. "Rest, honey," he said, kissing your forehead tenderly.

In your heart, you knew this cycle would continue. The mix of love and hate trapped you in this painful relationship. But every time he showed his gentle side, you always hoped, even a little, that maybe he would change. However, that hope always faded as his anger returned.