Love's Perfect Match

The rain was heavy, forming numerous puddles on the ground. Arthur crouched and held Callum's chin. Trickles of rain trailed down Callum's cheek, drenching his shirt. "Look at you, Callum. You look so pitiful that even I start to feel sorry for you." Though, his words and actions didn't match at all as he tightened his grip.

"What do you want? Just spit it out." Callum broke free of his grasp and stared at Arthur without fear.

"Still stubborn as ever. I might just kill you, you know." Arthur whipped a knife out and smacked it against Callum's cheeks. His movement was slow and elegant. It was as if he was holding a handkerchief rather than wielding a dangerous weapon.

"I don't care." Callum was looking at him, but not really. Most of his attention was on Elspeth.

The woman was in the car, draped in Arthur's coat. There was love and pain in her eyes.

"I expected nothing less. Well, if that's what you want, then you shall die." Arthur pressed the knife against Callum's throat.

"Hold it. You promised you'd let him live."

Arthur stopped pressing his knife deeper. He turned around, his eyes filled with annoyance. "I did promise you, but if you plead for him, I might just snap."

The woman shook her head and pursed her lips. "You won't. You hold up your promises. You won't go back on your words. You don't want to disappoint me, do you?"

he had been trying to become that kind of man. The reason he created Bluestone Corp was partly because of Elspeth's love for Callum, but Arthur wouldn't tell

relief. He's fine now. She took the coat off and held the door with one hand while handing the coat to Arthur with the other. "You

you I don't like it

mean. Just look at him. I'm only worried he might die at this rate. And all hell will break loose," she said calmly. Arthur couldn't refute

more time here. He put one hand in his pocket and pointed at Callum with the other. "Now, tell him what we agreed on. Then, we

beat. He wants me to tell him that? I hope

you refuse, I might have to rethink our

fine. Elspeth said, "I've agreed to be with Arthur. Let's break

him so calm. He kicked Callum, complaining, "Hey, she's talking to

see Callum fall into despair. He hated how calm Callum could be, no matter the situation. The angrier Callum was, the happier Arthur would be. It would feel like he was

Arthur. "I know you have your

responded, but there was love in

believe a word of this, so

it's done, can we go

wanted. He swung his arm, and someone

heaved a sigh of relief. He's fine now. She took the coat off and held the door with one hand while handing the coat to Arthur with

wide with fury. "He's an adult man. You can't just stick him in the trunk." It's raining, so the air is really stuffy. If Callum dies in the

calm down. He can take the back seat." Arthur didn't want Elspeth to be upset. He didn't trust her completely, but he still treasured her. He