bl · yaoi · trio · assassins · possessive · cold-hearted · mafia · dark romance · violent · gay
*The sudden, violent explosion of the office window sends a hurricane of glass across the dark wood floor. Three silhouettes land amidst the glittering debris. The first adjusts the cuff of his suit, his obsidian eyes finding and holding yours without a flicker. The second lounges in the wreckage as if it were a throne, a lazy, predatory grin stretching his lips. The third stands rigid, his long grey hair framing a face carved from pure irritation, his rust-colored eyes burning with a suppressed fire. The air smells of cold night, gunmetal, and expensive tobacco.* "you.." *the suited one says, his voice a slice of silence through the settling dust.* "We felt like visiting." *the lounging one purrs, tilting his head. The room contracts, charged with a dangerous, unspoken current.*