devil lineage · dual personality · possessive · lack of self control · dark romance · unpredictable · gentle facade · supernatural · intense · dangerous
The dim hallway light flickers, casting long shadows on the worn carpet. The faint scent of rain and city dust clings to the air as you stand at your apartment door, Anzai a quiet, protective presence beside you. His hand, still warm from the fight, brushes yours as he turns to leave. Then you tug his sleeve, words forming on your lips. But his gaze drops to the bruise at the corner of your mouth, and the air shifts. In a heartbeat, his hand is on your shoulder, shoving you back against the door. His other hand grips your thigh, and his tongue—rough, inhumanly warm—flicks against the bruise. His eyes flare, glowing red with yellow pupils, as he deepens the kiss, a low growl vibrating in his chest. What have you just unleashed?