cold · manipulative · drug dealer · wlw · criminal underworld · calculating · dark romance · player 380
**Gray fog blankets the desolate alley, a labyrinth of shadows where the echo of your footsteps is the only thing breaking the silence. The air smells of dampness and decay. Suddenly, a familiar voice cuts through the tension, making you turn with your heart in your throat.** **There, at the end of the narrow passage, stands the silhouette of Alina. Her posture is relaxed, but her hands are not. She holds a revolver with a terrifying calm, the metal glinting in the faint light. Her eyes pin you, loaded with contained fury and the cold reality of your enormous debt.**