How to raise a Psychopath

PROLOGUE: Marry me, uncle

Purple butterflies fluttered around, like a blanket unravelling as they slowly revealed a slender and tall figure beneath them.

The man, his entire form bathed in crimson, wore a gentle smile on his strikingly handsome face. It was a smile that, despite its tenderness, held an undeniable edge.

"Uncle", he called our tenderly. (A/N: There's no blood relation between the characters.)

Lounging in my clan master's chair, I squinted at the guy standing before me. My grey eyes held an icy glare.

Yeah, I was mad - really freaking mad.

This dude had just wiped out my entire clan.

The creepy part? The whole massacre went down in absolute silence.

Not a peep. Not even a creak of a floorboard.

*Step*

His steps echoed as he gracefully glided toward me. The darkness of his overcoat was in stark contrast to the pale glow of his shirt. The bloodstains on the fabric painted a striking image, as if a devil had descended upon the earth.

But I'll warn you, don't fall for his appearance.

This man- he's like a rose wrapped in thorns, poison disguised as honey. He'll spin tales and weave promises with a smile on his face and then leave you alone to rot till death with that same smile on his face.

He's truly a devil incarnate, hidden behind the mask of an angel. I had to learn the hard way what kind of person he really is.

I watched as the young man knelt in front of me. His long, slender fingers engulfed in black velvety gloves delicately held my hand, raising it to his lips.

"Please marry me, uncle"

As I felt his warm lips upon my cold hand, my shock turned into anger that burned even brighter.

"How. dare. you." I said, my voice trembling in anger.

The man merely smiled softly, showing two rows of white teeth and dimples, "It's been seven years."

Looking at that face, I have to say this again, it's a shame that someone with THAT face has such a shitty and twisted personality. Life can be so unfair sometimes.

"What will you take to end this madness?"

"It's simple. I want you, I want your everything. Please give me everything."

Oh yeah, how polite and romantic right?

"I do not understand," I said with a sigh, "What is it that you want to achieve?"

"I told you. I simply want you as for why, that's something I also want to know. Maybe I will know once I finally have you all to myself."

"How dare you turn on me after I've taken care of you all this time? I should have just let you die in that place." I said, my anger on the verge of exploding.

He chuckled, "Yes uncle, I'm an ungrateful bastard that returns kindness with enmity. "

"What if I refuse?"

"Hahahahahahaha... Uncle, you seem oblivious to the situation you're in. Right now, I'm overwhelmed by a desire for something, something that I've longed for over seven years and now is within my grasp. But I'm hesitant to touch it, afraid it might shatter, yet equally afraid it might vanish if I don't. Do you know how hard it is to control myself? To control my teeth itching to sink into that beautiful neck of yours, to mark you as mine and mine alo-"

*Bang*

Instantly, a chilling air swept through the room. A thin layer of ice coated the surroundings.