The balcony overlooked a verdant forest slope, illuminated by a blushing sky. Yet a lady stood with her back to the sunset, her gaze fixed only on the man before her. She stepped forward as he reached towards her, and they embraced; his lips were quickly on hers, and he roughly backed her against the metal railing. His hands felt down her waist, caressed her thighs - which she lifted to clutch on to him, to draw him closer. He kissed her neck and she gasped, tilting her head further back, laying bare more skin for him to touch.

He lifted her to sit on the railing, prompting her to lean forward and wrap her arms tightly around his neck. She smiled upon seeing that seductively wicked glint of danger in his eyes while his big hands held her safely in place.

With one hand, he slid his touch along her inner thigh, teasingly nudging her legs away from his waist. His other hand slipped from her back to his own neck, where he gently intertwined their fingers, loosening her grasp.

Then, with one quick and decisive motion - he pushed her.

In that split second, as she tried to grasp after his hair or clothes - anything to hold on to, but she was already too far out, her fingers grasping only air - their eyes met for a split second, and he saw it: the confusion, the terror.

A man she had just kissed. A man she had just confessed her love to. A man who had just pushed her to her death.

He watched her flailing arms disappear below the railing as she fell. She had no time to scream or understand what happened - then it was over. He peered over the edge, and there she was, three stories down- a beautiful splatter of red on black asphalt. Just like those rose petals she had once coldly crushed under her pointy heel, humiliating his brother for the last time. She had sent his family member to the grave, and now he returned the favor.

A woman he had just kissed. A woman he hated wholeheartedly. A woman he had finally taken revenge on.

His mission was done. Nobody would know what happened or who had done it. Nobody knew they were lovers. All they could see was red on black.