One Piece: The Princess and the Villain (Vivi x Crocodile) - Fanfiction

14 - THE JEALOUSY

Crocodile stood off in the distance, his sharp eyes narrowing as he watched Vivi and Koza in one of Alabasta gardens. They were laughing, their conversation light and unguarded. Koza, with a boyish grin, knelt to gather flowers, weaving them together in his hands. In a moment that stirred something dark inside Crocodile, Koza gently placed the makeshift crown on Vivi's head. She smiled—a smile Crocodile hadn't seen in a long time.

The sight of them together, so at ease and natural, set Crocodile's jaw tight with restrained fury. His fingers twitched with the urge to crush something, preferably Koza's throat. Yet, he had to maintain composure. No one in the palace knew the truth—the raw, possessive bond he shared with Vivi behind closed doors. And if anyone suspected, the alliance he meticulously crafted would crumble, and with it, his plans to control both Alabasta and its princess.

But as Koza brushed his fingers against Vivi's cheek, a spark of jealousy surged through Crocodile, darker and more dangerous than before. He turned on his heel and walked away, his mind already devising a way to deal with this.

Later that evening, Crocodile cornered Vivi in a private hallway, his usual composed facade crumbling under the weight of his jealousy. Without saying a word, he grabbed her arm firmly and pulled her into an empty room, shutting the door behind them with a slam.

Vivi gasped in surprise, but as she turned to face him, her expression shifted. She could sense the storm inside him, the rage burning behind his eyes. Before she could say a word, Crocodile's hands were on her, rougher than usual as he backed her against the wall.

"Crocodile—" she started, but his voice cut through the air, low and seething.

"Tell me," he growled, "are you trying to provoke me, princess?"

Vivi blinked, stunned by the raw intensity in his voice. "What are you talking about?"

He let out a bitter chuckle, his hand moving to grip her chin, forcing her to look directly at him. "Koza. That little act you put on for him, laughing, playing the innocent princess... Do you enjoy it when he gets close? Does it thrill you?"

Her eyes widened at his accusation. "It's not like that. Koza and I—"

But Crocodile cut her off, his grip tightening as he pulled her closer. "I don't care what you think it is. What I saw was enough to make me want to rip him apart." His voice lowered, his words dripping with a dangerous edge. "You are mine. No one else gets to make you smile like that."

Before she could protest, his mouth was on hers—fierce, demanding, leaving no room for argument. Vivi's hands instinctively moved to push him away, but his body pressed her harder against the wall, trapping her. The kiss was rough, possessive, and she could feel the heat of his jealousy burning through every touch.

Crocodile pulled back for a moment, his breathing heavy, but his eyes were still locked on hers with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. "You belong to me, Vivi. I don't care what you do in front of others, but never forget who you really belong to."

Her heart raced, a mix of fear, anger, and a confusing swirl of desire. Crocodile's jealousy was suffocating, but there was an undeniable heat between them, one that neither of them could resist, even in moments like this.

He didn't give her time to respond before his lips were on her neck, his teeth grazing the skin as his hands moved down her body. His touch was more forceful than usual, driven by the jealousy he couldn't contain. He dragged her over to a nearby table, pushing aside anything in his way before lifting her onto it.

"Crocodile, stop— I heard someone—" Vivi whispered, her voice trembling, but even she wasn't sure if it was out of fear or anticipation. Her body betrayed her, responding to his touch despite the conflict in her mind.