THE SECRET GAME OF LOVE
Lukas continued, his voice dropping into a quiet, meditative rhythm, "I spent my entire life chasing perfection. Clean balance sheets, flawless corporate strategies, high-society approval, and a respectable life that everyone could applaud. I thought if I polished every rough edge, I’d finally feel safe. I thought perfection was what kept the ghosts away."
Daniel's hand came up, large and warm, resting gently on the back of Lukas’s neck. His thumb stroked the sensitive skin beneath his jaw, a silent anchor.
"And what did you find?" Daniel murmured.
"That perfection is a lie," Lukas whispered, looking straight into those pale, beautiful, terrifying eyes. "It’s cold, hollow, and fragile. The m