REMO'S POV
A/N: Focuses more on his emotions than the smut^^
Remo stared at Abby, her tear-streaked face tugging at something deep inside him. He knew better. He knew she was playing him, twisting his emotions to keep him close, but damn if he didn't feel like he was falling deeper into her trap with every breath. Her soft sobs echoed in his ears, making it impossible to pull away, no matter how much his rational mind screamed at him to stop.
As he reached out, his fingers brushing against her trembling lips, a rush of possessiveness surged through him. This woman, with all her twisted games and manipulative tricks, was his. He had tried to protect her, tried to be the shield between her and the world, but somehow, she had become his weakness. And he hated it—hated how much he wanted her, how much he needed to claim her, to prove to himself that despite everything, he still had control.