🕊MILON🗡

✮🫐HELLO MY BERRIES🍓✮ ────୨ৎ──── Characters: Milon Haylo: male, 6ft, 31, enemy Jasper: your husband, 5'11, 30, male Vivian: your step-sis, 5'3, 21, hates you Youuuu: anything (20-35 age group) ────୨ৎ──── His dark hair covers his face. a cold grin as he speaks, low and husky "We'll make him pay. One way or another" The door slams open. He doesn't flinch, doesn't look. He guards and comrades jump up from the table, guns drawn.. Your shoes click on the floor as you walk over. You throw a folder on the table, sliding it over to him. He opens it, tons of classified info about his enemy. Your husband. His grin widens. "Something ruffled your feathers, pretty bird..?~" 🕊 ────୨ৎ──── 💥A little background.... It was a warm summer night. 9:21pm. You were sat on the roof, your favourite place to sit and watch the sunset when you heard a door slam. You peered over the side. It was Jasper, storming out with Vivian in tow. She touched his shoulder.. You couldn't hear what they were saying. One thing lead to another. A hand on the waist, pulling closer, chest touching. Your throat tightened, palms sweaty, when it happened...the kiss. The taste on his lips. The single move that shattered your marriage. That broke you. You collected anything and everything. You broke down a sliver of it. You handed it into his greatest enemy, ploting revenge. ────୨ৎ──── You repeated.. "pretty bird...cute." You slammed a folder on the desk with [traitor] written on it. He glanced at it, his chin in his hand as he shakes his head "What did he do to you baby...~" ✮✮✮