Craving.Sweet [Yandere husband ✖ reader]

♤ Identity: Rebus Schwarz

[ I can justify my love for you and touch the sky for God to stop]

♤ Identity: Rebus Schwarz

"Mr Rebus Schwarz is the new chairman of the Schwarz co as written by his father's will, Mr. Jason Schwarz. He is to own the entire company's share if anything is to happen to him."

He couldn't stop smirking at the shock faces of Vanessa and her son.

"You mean the entire company, what about my vincent?"

"To your disappointment, there's nothing about Vincent on his will document. Now i should take my leave." The lawyer shook hands with him and walked away.

"Tsk. It seemed your husband didn't leave a penny for you." He chuckled before he left.

Of course Vanessa was fuming of the fact that he was right.

"What are you going to do with his wife and that biological son?"

Nyx was waiting for him, sitting on the chair going through some thick book.

"Probably kick them out." He stood up from the wheelchair, limping he sat on the bed.

His older brother grinned. He remembered his sly brother when he was younger.

"Don't move your queen."

He warned but nyx was too tempted, he looked around but found no other way to win this game. So he did, he risked his queen.

"Check."

His little brother looked over him in disappointment before scurrying off the chair.

"No, not again! How can I lose three times already?"

"You should leave now."

"Eh... is your girlfriend coming over?"

He teased.

Suddenly a hard book landed on his face.

"Get out." Rebus rolled his eyes.

His brother cursed while leaving with a bloody nose.

Later that night, she came to him. She had been spending more time with him after the accident, he was more then happy.

"Are you feeling better?" She asked the same thing everyday.

"I can walk now." He said, snuggling closer to her as she threw the blanket over them.

"That's good." She yawned swiftly falling asleep since she was exhausted from writing so many notes in a day.

But he lay awake, gripping on her waist till he was sure she was fully asleep. He slipped out of the bed. In the dark silent room he stood still, his gaze softly lingering over his sleeping girlfriend's figure who was snoring lightly with parted lip. He put a hand over his face, trying to hide his wide grin as if she could see through her closed eye lids.

The wind was howling outside and few leaves danced through the air over the window where the curtains were wide open. His eyes snapped towards it and quietly made his way to the balcony. The cold wind sweeps around him, his dark locks were rising a little bit. His silver eyes were glistening under the moon light as he set his hands over the railing.

Without having any second thoughts, he jumped over the large infrastructure that had the height of a three story building

Thud.

He felt no pain when he smoothly landed on the rough ground. He didn't even care about the tiny droplets of red liquid dripping from the stitches on his leg. He simply made his way to the beautiful sight of whiteness. The one he had been taking care of it by himself.

The garden were full of Gardenia, right in front of him. He crouched down and touched one of it, the white petal felt so soft against his fingers and the intoxicating aroma of the flower had filled the garden, overshadowing the other flowers' aroma. "I've found her, ella." He whispered to himself, bringing the Gardenia closer . It used to be her favourite.

"You were right, this feeling is very strange but you can't resist it."

He stood up, walking out of the gate. The guard on duty said no word when he left the premises. He went on walk very rarely especially if when he couldn't contain some emotion inside.

"He flower boy, what's up?"

A three gang of boys suddenly stalked him, he might have gone a little further from his home.

"I don't really wanna kill you guys right now." He turned around and they were taken back, he walked pass them throwing the flower on the pavement.

"Don't you know even killers walk at this night." He warned indirectly. The three of them shivered.

 
                            Craving sweet

"I'll be back as soon as my class ends."

She peaked on his lips before rushing out of the door like a mad women, she was going to be late.

He sighed as he felt the empty room, he was missing her already. He set his back on the bed and joined his fingers behind his head, resting it there.

(Name) was perfect for him but he couldn't say the same about himself. If she ever knew about what he had done, his terrible deeds, she would be devastated. That was for sure.

But it wasn't like he was born a killer even though he was born to an Italian mafia.

He used to be normal and a careless child too. Loved by both his parents since he was the youngest among his eight siblings. He could only bond well with Nyx, three years older than him.

Everything changed when he was kidnapped and Ella was killed right in front of his eyes, the most cherished person in his life, his mother. She was such a sweet and kind person that his father had fallen in love, the first time they met. Her absenteeism in his life had hit him hard, he had began to grow cold and weary. He hated the Schwarz so much for ruining his childhood.

Of course god gave him a chance. A second happiness.

(Name)

In his eyes, she was perfect. Nothing about her was confusing or annoying to him. The first sight of her was like a gleaming art from a gallery. He fell in love with it.

Once they would get married, he'd do anything to make her happy and let her be forever his.

He was sure of that.