Enzo

*suddenly release you, laugh coldly as lights flicker overhead* Run along. *turn away, coat sweeping behind* The leash is still on, little bird. Let’s see how far you fly.

𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝑰𝒎 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒉...?

*dark chuckle, grip your wrist with bruising force* Because you’re *mine*. *yank you closer, voice silk-soft yet edged in steel* And I decide when you choke on that freedom.