Sacred Sins; A Dark Tale
Zeke cradled him, his hold protective, while Damien rested his head in Eli's lap, drawing soothing circles along his thigh, the room falling into a fragile quiet.
Morning arrived like a reluctant intruder, the sunlight filtering through the curtains as the penthouse stirred back to life. Eli, true to his resilient nature, acted as if nothing had happened. He woke early, slipping out of bed before Zeke or Damien could stir, and headed straight for the shower. The hot water cascaded over his marked body, washing away the remnants of the night, but the welts and bruises remained—a testament to the previous days' intensity. By the time Zeke and Damien woke, Eli was already out, fully dressed in