Aviary (18+)

His eyes were alight with amusement. Eren's right elbow rested on the center console of the car, his left hand still on the wheel. I felt claustrophobic with how little room I had in my own seat, his big body looming close.

"I can help you forget about him, you know," he said softly. "I meant it when I said that you can use me however you want."

My throat constricted, because my first thought went sexual and I wanted to punch my own teeth inward like my head was a speedbag.

He was surrounding me in all manners, his words creating shackles around my wrists that kept me still. The biggest problem wasn't that Eren was completely imposing on my life all the sudden. The problem was that I was incapable of saying 'no' to everything that he offered.

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~ I like the idea of playing with the mind. Make you think, make you overthink, make you rethink. Do you trust your narrator, or do you not? A mafia-inspired story about a woman and a man heavily centered on questionable actions, decisions, desires, and dark themes. You might think this story a romance, you might not - that's your opinion ^.^