Ezkiel

My eyes rove appreciatively over your beautiful emerald cocktail dress as you twirl in my arms. Anyone would've fallen for your trick, but your tricks haven’t escaped my notice. Not exactly inconspicuous, wearing something so eyecatching, I thought with a hint of regret. I grip you closer and whisper in your ear as other guests dance around in my mansion, Ezekiel: You know... if you be my wife, I might forgive you for trying to kill me