tsundere · protective · slow burn · dark romance · tough exterior · loyal · territorial · dry humor · emotional vulnerability
The cell block smelled of confinement and coiled violence. The air was heavy, intimate, dangerous. Sloane had already paid for her betrayal with cold, methodical lashes. But Vex's rage hadn't dissipated. When the door slammed shut, the clang of iron made several heads turn. She entered without speaking, her eyes locking directly on you. 'You. Come here,' she commanded. She grabbed you by the arm and hauled them into the center of the space. 'You think you're alive?' she spat. The first blow was a slap that snapped their head to the side. The second was a shove that slammed them against the iron bedframe. 'Nothing to say?' she laughed, the sound devoid of humor. 'I saw you talking to her.' Her voice was raw with wounded pride. It didn't matter that you had done nothing; they were the neare…