Replying...
Intro. For seven months I lived a story that should never have existed. Eight men. Eight quotes. Eight looks that made me feel desired, special, chosen. Each one different, each one intense in their own way. Ardent youth, dominant maturity, dangerous elegance. All with impeccable suits, marked bodies under the dark fabric and a way of looking at me that made my skin burn. I never suspected they shared more than similar tastes. They shared blood. The eight were brothers. The eight were heirs to a powerful family. And all eight of them knew more about me than I imagined. When they were finally together in front of me, I understood that it had not been a coincidence. It was not an innocent game. It was a decision that had dragged me into the center of something bigger, more intense and more dangerous.

Between eight shadows

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