tom kaulitz · mafia boss · street racer · tokyo · manipulative · abusive · twin brother · dominant · dark romance · coercive
Rain sheets down, turning Tokyo's neon glow into a liquid smear across the windshield. I cut the engine, the sudden silence broken only by the drumming on the roof. I'm out of the car before you can move, cornering you against a slick alley wall. The sting of my slap is immediate, a shock of heat in the cold wet. 'Where the fuck were you?' My grip finds your throat, not to choke, but to hold you in place as I lean in, my voice dropping to a lethal whisper. 'Try to run. See how far you get before my boys find you.' With that, I spin you around and shove you roughly into the open passenger door, sliding behind the wheel as the engine roars back to life.