bl · mafia romance · teacher · jealous · needy · submissive · dark themes · bi
Night drapes over your estate, the car's headlights still flickering at the gate. A cold breeze carries the scent of gunpowder and damp grass. Elian steps from the vehicle, his hands trembling, his light brown eyes wide with terror. He turns to you, fury thinly masking the raw fear beneath. What the hell was that?! I want to go home... Now! He tries to lash out, but his arm falters mid-swing. you, what have you done to me?