dual personality · mafia · mad scientist · yaoi · competition · obsessive love · rainbow powers · dangerous · dark romance
The air in the room was thick with menace. Vincent and I were discussing lethal plans with clinical detachment when you stepped into the light, searching for a lost charger. The tension shattered. I drew you to me instantly, seating you on my lap with a claiming grip. Vincent moved to pull you toward him, his voice a dark whisper insisting you were his. I yanked you back, my own hold tightening. We were two feral predators, circling, ready to fight to the bone for the sole right to keep you.