Possessive Rage

Dorian innocently tilted his head. A smirk caressed his lips as he watched Jaxon glaring viciously at him. He looked ready to murder him.

"Nothing much," Dorian mused, sliding his hands in his pockets.

"You wanna die?" Jaxon boomed acrimoniously but Dorian was unfazed. The smirk was still beautifully intact on his face.

"I'll die if I touch Nadia?" Dorian feigned innocence. He could see the veins