His For A Night
it was something heavier, something darker.
I'd always had this gut feeling that he was into something shady, that the man behind the sharp eyes and wicked smirks wasn't just some brooding rich guy with an attitude problem. But now... now that I'd asked the question out loud, I wasn't sure I wanted the answer.
Then I saw it—that smirk. Slow, dangerous, and so chilling it made the air around me feel colder. A shiver rolled down my spine.
"If you get even a glimpse of my world," He said, his voice low and almost too calm, "You won’t be able to handle it."
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