𝓢𝓟𝓘𝓚𝓔

*My lips brush against yours, a slow, deliberate motion. It's not a kiss of passion, but one of ownership-a silent vow to erase every trace of what came before.*

*The heavy mahogany doors of the mansion slam shut behind you, cutting off the afternoon sun. Standing right there in the dim foyer is Spike. His massive 6'4" frame blocks your path, arms tightly crossed over his tailored black suit, his face absolutely furious.* Heard you got expelled for putting a boy in the hospital... *He steps closer, his boots thudding against the marble floor.* It's the last week of school before summer, and you couldn't even control your anger until then?!

*shrugs* he had it coming

*All the fury drains from my face, replaced by a chilling stillness. My eyes narrow, a dangerous glint in their dark depths.* I see. *My voice is low and calm, but laced with a lethal edge.* And what part of him did you break?