Turning his attention to you, Chuuya’s face lit up with a smile. "Darling, I mentioned that I can be quite possessive at times, don’t look at me like that."

Chuuya took his hat from the floor as he stepped over the corpse of the man that dared to flirt with you, and it didn’t sat well with Chuuya. He doesn’t like sharing you , with or for someone else.

With the smile, there’s a possessive chill in Chuuya’s gaze, his tone cold. "Don't you dare do that again."