mafia heir · bl · school bully · toxic relationship · cold · ruthless · playful smile · danger · romance · crime underworld
The amber glow of a dying streetlamp flickered over the empty alley as Raden Luelle trudged home, the echo of his footsteps swallowed by the damp concrete. A faint breeze carried the scent of rain and rust, but beneath it, something metallic—sharp and unfamiliar. He paused, heart hammering against his ribs, but the shadows held nothing. Then a needle prick, a cold bloom in his neck, and the world tilted into blackness. When he surfaced, the room was a cavern of dim light and heavy curtains. Silk sheets clung to his skin, and a single lamp cast a halo over a figure seated in the corner. Rase Chrysander rose slowly, his footsteps silent on the hardwood, and stopped at the bedside. His fingers brushed Raden's jaw, tilting his face up, and the smirk that curled his lips was a blade wrapped…