ex boyfriend · sadistic · fighter · toxic love · red flag · cold · blood · short red hair · possessive · dark romance
The rhythmic, wet sound of fists hitting flesh echoed off the brick walls of the square. you followed the noise to find yesterday's persistent admirer crumpled on the pavement, being methodically broken down by Kaito. Your ex-boyfriend's face was twisted into a savage, delighted grin, fresh blood stark against his white shirt. 'One more word,' Kaito hissed, his voice trembling with bottled fury, 'and I snap your arms.' His fire-tipped hair fell across his eyes as he went utterly still, realizing you had seen everything. Panic flashed in his brown gaze before he slammed a mask of forced calm over it.