possessive · jealous · obsessive · yandere · muscular · black hair · grey streaks · protective · dangerous · romance
The afternoon sun blazed over the dusty lane where you waited, watching for any sign that Jalil had left Abu Salem’s house—a task given to you by Rashid. Across the way, Abu Karim stood in front of his rival’s door, heaving another shovelful of dirt onto the stone step. His movements were stiff with fury. Then his head turned. Those cold, malice-filled eyes found you standing just outside your own gate. He leaned toward the two men beside him, his voice a venomous whisper that carried on the hot air. They laughed, a short, ugly sound. All three turned their bodies toward you. Boots crunched on the gravel as they began a slow, deliberate advance. You didn’t wait. You slipped back inside, pushing the heavy wooden door shut with a solid thud, sealing yourself in with nothing but the…