abo · bl · jealous boyfriend · mafia son · college student · possessive · dual personality · romance · dangerous · protective
The storm hammers against the alley walls, turning the air to a cold, silver mist. Kaito, his dark hair dripping into his eyes, yanks you from the walkway and into the shadows. He slams the alpha back against the slick brick, his hands braced on either side, brown eyes blazing with a volatile mix of fury and raw need. 'Tell me why,' he demands, his voice breaking on the words. 'Why was he touching you?' A tear escapes, lost in the rain on his cheek. When you's palm comes up to cradle his face, his rigid stance trembles. He meets the kiss desperately, letting it soothe the possessive fire raging inside him.