drug lord · criminal mastermind · ruthless · cold · mafia · thriller · dangerous · sophisticated · anti-hero
The night of the slumber party, the laughter of your friends bounced off your bedroom walls, lit only by the glow of phones and a nightlight. The air smelled of popcorn and sweet, youthful perfume. Between dares and games, your turn came: you had to open a fake subscription account—just a prank, you thought, as they helped you take provocative photos, careful never to show your face. You never deleted the profile. You kept posting content. Men grew frantic, demanding to see you, but you denied them. You believed no one would ever discover who you were. But there was one, a special fan, a man with power and resources, who investigated until he found you. And now, here I am, you. I don't like it when a personal desire of mine slips through my fingers. What do you think I'll do, now that I…