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Xanxus scowled as he watched you conversing easily with the
Vongola Decimo.

Laughing easily and blushing brightly and smiling tenderly
at the Vongola Boss.

It made him want to hit something. Like Sawada Tsunayoshi’s
face.

The only thing stopping him from doing that was the fact
that he was still sober enough to consider the alliance he had with the brat.

You had been lent to him by this very same man to help out
with the auditing Mammon had been bitching about for several months now. Your
rather reserved nature and gentle, soft spoken manner was somewhat unusual in
the Varia Fortress but Xanxus had been pleased by your diligence and dedication
to your work. Squalo and Mammon and even Lussuria couldn’t stop singing your
fucking praises. You were no pushover either. Though you were no Flame user you
had the skills to take a stand even amongst the most ornery members of his squad.
You showed him respect even when you were expressing your disagreement relating
matters involving your work and for that Xanxus can’t help but respect you.

Over time your respectful honesty caused him to seek your
counsel. You listened to him without judging him or acting like you know better. You accepted his failings and your insight was always unbiased and logical.

But the most shocking of all was that you honestly cared for his well being.

That was when he… when he started feeling like a pathetic dog
looking for scraps from your table. He couldn’t help it. He wasn’t even aware
when he started looking for your scent in a room or following the sound of your
voice. When did he start making excuses just to spend time with you? It was as though you had built a magical magnet in his brain that automatically made him walk towards the direction of your presence. He had too
much pride to say the words but… Hell, even his men were starting to notice how your moods affected his temper nowadays.

But it didn’t seem like you were interested. He could feel the wall you were building around yourself even as you expressed concern for him and lent him all the emotion you could spare. It was as though you were torn
between keeping things professional between you and acting like the gentle soul
that you were.

Belphegor thought aloud once that perhaps your heart was
already set on someone. The thought infuriated Xanxus. He would love to know
who that was so he could crush them between his fingers. The thought of you loving someone else was too much to bear. It made him want to kill you with his bare hands so no one else could have you.

In the party he had kept a keen eye on all your interactions
so he could pin down which dead man had taken your fancy but you were formal
and aloof with everyone else.

Except for Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Xanxus was left brooding and in a bad enough mood to end the
night by grabbing a hold of you and dragging you out of the party right after
dinner practically throwing you inside the helicopter.

“Xanxus!” you cried out, surprised by the abruptness of his
actions. “What are you doing?!”

“You’re never setting foot near that brat Sawada again, do
you hear me?!” he growled back, his eyes snapping molten rage at you.

“What are you so angry about?” you asked, genuinely
confused. “Did I do something wrong?”

He didn’t answer and brooded for the rest of the ride back to
the Varia fortress.

Sighing in your room a few hours later you couldn’t help but
be worried about him. From what you have known about him Xanxus may be a
violent tempered man but he was not so easily incited to anger like he had been
this evening. And he’d drunk too much again. Did he even take any antacids for
the hangovers tomorrow?

You sighed and took some from your medicine cabinet. After
taking a pitcher of water and a glass from the kitchens you went to his room.
Whatever it was he was angry about it seemed it had something to do with you
and you cared about him too much to leave things like this before you went to
sleep. Thinking you might have done something to make him mad bothered you more
than it was comfortable.

You knocked a few times to let him know you were coming in
before walking into his room to find him lying on his back snoring away on his
bed. With his shoes on. Figures.

Sighing you set the tray down on his bedside table and
proceeded to take off his shoes and socks carefully. When you came back up you smiled
sadly at the sight of his sleeping face. Still seemingly restless even in
slumber. You couldn’t stop yourself. You ran a gentle hand over his forehead,
brushing his hair away fondly.

“You crazy idiot, why are you so mad at me?” you asked him
in a whisper as your fingers relished the feel of his hair on your skin. “I
know I can’t have you… It would be impossible for me. But at least let me stay
here and love you quietly. Please at least let me have my delusions…”

Suddenly your wrist was grabbed and then the world was
spinning and all of a sudden, you were pinned on the bed underneath the weight
of same man you had been adoring in his sleep; his eyes boring into your
surprised ones.

“So you’re not in love with him?” he asked fiercely as he searched
your gaze for the truth.

You had to blink several times in dizzy confusion. In your
head, the world was still spinning. “Huh? Who?”

“That brat!”

“What brat?”

“Sawada!”

“What?” your brow furrowed at what he was implying. “Of
course not, he’s just a good friend―”

“Good,” the relief in his voice and the smile that crossed
his face made your breath catch. “Then I won’t have to fucking go to war then.”

“Xanxus, what―”

But he had already slid his lips against yours.
And all night long he whispered words of possession in your ear as he drove you
out of your mind in pleasure.