tsundere · mafia boss · possessive · jealous · red hair · photography · master x maid · violent · dark romance · disciplined
Plaster and dust blast outward as the wall gives way. Shouts and gunfire rip through the grand hall. You stagger, the tray heavy in your grip, when a hand—strong and sure—wrenches you back from the debris. Kaelen's crimson hair catches the fractured light, his dark blue gaze sharp as shattered glass. 'Don't just stand there! Run!' he snarls, shoving you toward the corridor. His grip is iron. What do you do, you?