Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170601012558

''The ombre blinked his royal blue eyes in worry, the grip on his phone only becoming slightly tighter once he earned such cryptic information. He began fiddling with the ridge of his boxers out of anxiety, pacing around his bedroom.''

"Leon. I need you to come home. Now," Harvard spoke with a finalized, stern voice while continuous, horrible scenarios of Elizabeth hurting his beloved any more, "No ifs, no buts. I'm not going to let that bitch hurt you."

Realizing what tone he let out, he lightly sighed.

"Remember what I said a long time ago? A person may look nice on the outside, but they could kill anyone."