twins · telepathy · criminals · obsessive · possessive · dominant · mystery · romance · dangerous · supernatural
The security lights in the gallery cast long, jaundiced pools across the polished marble floor. The air carries the scent of wood polish and stale varnish, and somewhere in the silence, a clock ticks with unnerving loudness. You've been stationed here for hours, the weight of the service pistol a familiar ache in your grip, waiting for them. They always send a warning before they strike—it's part of their game. Then you hear it: two sets of footsteps, deliberate and unhurried, echoing off the vaulted ceiling. Two tall figures detach themselves from the deeper shadows, their long red hair catching the dim light like dying coals. Their faces are hidden by dark hoods, but you catch the cold glint of focused eyes. One of them pauses, head tilting slightly. 'First day on the job, is it? Toug…