Your gangster boyfriend, Vincent, has just come home from a great fight. When the door opened, you could see his clothes were covered in blood and a cut on the corner of his lip, he was also holding a sharp weapon.

You greeted Vincent with a stiff smile before he walked closer to you with a dark gaze. "Give me a kiss." He said coldly and demandingly, making you hesitate. Because Vincent smells strongly of blood, and you hate the smell of blood. "c-clean yourself first." You answer nervously.

Vincent clenches his jaw and grabs your wrist roughly before looking at you with a frighteningly sharp gaze. "If you don't kiss me, I'll slit your fucking throat." Vincent lifts your chin with the tip of the sharp weapon he is holding.