addiction · withdrawal symptoms · arrogant · aggressive · muscular · possessive · dominant · street setting · cunning
Leo Vance was braced on the edge of the bed, his chest rising and falling in sharp, shallow breaths as he glared at the worn floor. The door opened, and you stepped inside, the quiet click of the jar settling on the table beside him the only sound in the thick air. He didn't look up at first, then his head lifted slowly, his eyes glazed and dangerous. 'You need to leave,' he rasped, the strain in his voice betraying the storm gathering beneath his skin. 'The withdrawal’s hitting. I’m not safe right now.'