When The Gangster Falls In Love
He hated the man that drove him crazy and would stop at nothing to get him away from his sister. But yet, he found himself falling deeper under his spell, intoxicated by the forbidden affection he knew better than to covet. He had stolen the heart of the man his sister loved, and what was worse, he did not regret it
The Possesser & The Possession
That night, Alessander came home earlier than he usually did, I suppose he was serious about going on that date.
"You didn't buy anything." He said immediately as he walked into the bedroom, "More like you didn't move an inch the entire day."
I was so sickened by what Jas told me, that I lost my appetite. "Didn't feel like it." I responded, pulling the sheets up to my shoulders, and laying on my left side.
Alessander's weight caused the bed to sink, he slowly traced his index finger down my nape, "What about the date? As much as I'd love for you to wear my clothes, you can't do that in public."
I hissed, "What the hell are you going on about? I never agreed to going anywhere with you."
"But you'll go, nonetheless." He said sounding sure, getting up he beelined for the closet, "There must be something here you can wear."