Chapter 5699 Cry Little Sister(Incest/Taboo Fuck):>Ep4
- There was a mattress in the floor, one that was both terrifying, for how a prop shackle lay across it, and sweet, for how obviously nice and cozy the mattress was. Gray sheets covered it and there were fake candles around it. To the side, there was a painted picture.
- Of me, as Mina, in the perfect effort to display mad obsession. A stuffed velveteen rabbit lay in the corner of the mattress, along with my favorite Rubik's cube. It was the kind of thing that was almost too real of a mad obsession display. My portrait was lovingly painted, carefully formed in his hand and Dorian had an unmistakable form of art, both realistic and haunting. It made me shiver, with thoughts of the Phantom taking Christine, of Hannibal Lecter holding Clarice captive, of Dracula tempting Mina, of Pinhead taunting Kirsty. Monsters and maidens was what Dorian liked to call it and he loved it for the potential it held. He hated every last one of those movies though.
- Because he hated what he called sad endings. He always had a way of crossing the line from the safe realm of "acting" to "too real".