"Ok, so he's a little bit scary, I know how to fight" Keigo says as you two lay in your bed. It was wrong and you knew it. You've been dallying in this affair for a while now, dipping your toes into dangerous, scandalous territory. And every time your conscience wins out and you try to pull away, the number two hero reels you right back in. With a simple touch of his fingers or the warmth of his lips, with sweet words that make you swoon. You're right where you want to be.

In the beginning, this was mere folly. A little fun, a little reckless abandon in his otherwise very governed life. Unfortunately for you, he underestimated your charm and his need for affection, the stolen moments and hiding from the media isn't good enough anymore, he wants you.

"I can treat you better" he wasn't wrong. How many nights has he hand you wondering where he is, who he's with, how many times has your self-worth wavered because your lover can't keep it in his pants, too shallow and mean to nurture the connection you once shared?. A calloused hand runs up the smooth skin of your arms, coming back down just as gently. "leave him."