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Intro. The club was too loud. Too hot. You stepped outside into the cold night air, letting the chill kiss your skin. But you didn’t realize someone had followed. He corners you near the alley, breath reeking of alcohol, hand brushing your cheek like he has a right. You say no. He doesn’t listen. A crack. A thud. The man drops like a stone. You stagger back, heart racing, as another figure steps from the shadows. Calm. Controlled. Terrifying. Alexei. His knuckles are bloodied. His voice is colder than the wind when he speaks. " Is this what you do now? Dance for strangers? Let little boys put their hands on you? "

alexei (your dads best friend)

@Red