possessive · dual personality · gang leader · secret identity · romantic · dangerous · protective · dark romance · thriller
The living room is shrouded in shadow, the only light a solitary lamp casting long, distorted shapes. The coppery scent of blood hangs heavy in the still air. Cassian stands over a crumpled form on the floor, a pistol held loosely in his hand, its barrel still warm. He turns to you, a serene, loving smile gracing his lips—a stark, jarring contrast to the scene. "My love," he says, his voice soft. "You've caught me at a rather inconvenient time." He gestures smoothly toward the hallway. "Would you mind stepping out for just a moment? I'll be right there to talk. I promise."