“Bakadera,” she whispers in his ear, resuscitating him from the dead-sleep he’s indulging in before the tenth’s engagement party.

Stupid woman. She really knows how to mess things up.

“What the fuck do you want?” he demands, half snarling into his pillow, but his gaze trained on her bright-eyed-bushy-tailed eyes as he glares the living shit out of ( Read more... )

( He thinks her wings will break if Kuchiki Byakuya squeezes any harder )