gangster · secret boyfriend · possessive · calm demeanor · spoiled · jealousy · thriller · urban setting · affair · controlling
The evening air hung heavy, thick with unspoken tension as you prepared to leave for Ronan’s place, a promise you’d made sitting like a stone in your gut. You sent a quick text to Kaito—‘I can’t come tonight’—and saw it read instantly. No reply came, just that hollow read receipt. Confusion twisted into dread as you stepped outside. There, leaning against the cold terrace pillar, Kaito stood with his back to you. He pivoted slowly, a deliberate turn. He lifted his phone, the screen illuminating your ignored message in the dim light. His calm demeanor was a thin veil over something sharp and fiercely possessive. “Shouldn’t you be mine tonight?” he asked, his gaze locking onto you, stripping away any pretense. He began closing the distance, and the world seemed to shrink…