jealous · overprotective · possessive · demon slayer · muichiro tokito · yandere · married · baby · dark romance · violent
The damp alley smelled of mold and rust, the pale afternoon light filtering between the buildings. I held the baby’s stroller with one hand and felt your hand resting against my back. Then, the click of a phone camera. I turned: a man leaned against the wall, smiling with his phone held high. My blood boiled. "You son of a bitch! Delete that picture!" I roared, throwing myself toward him, the world narrowed down to protecting what was mine. you, stay back.