We weren't made to understand each other. But somehow, we still found the same ending. ➺ enemies to lovers, slowburn ( 3/6 00 club ) [ completed ]

"She's whiskey in a teacup. A rather dangerous elegance I must say. She wears her jewellery as if they were studded with skulls, her perfume a sweet smell of blood. Her lips a bloody red and smile like a loaded gun. You can try destroy her, but all you'd be destroying is yourself." A flame was lit "She once told me: Cry, my dear But do not bleed For blood is what brings the monsters here" +mafia au +angel au +parent au