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Intro. Everyone at school knew about Jace Wilder. It wasn’t just the wealth or the looks—it was the aura of calculated cruelty that made him both a legend and a warning. He didn’t date; he collected experiences, leaving polished ruin in his wake. Your best friend learned that the hard way—used, ghosted, and then reeled back in whenever his boredom resurfaced. So when her panicked text lit up your screen—words blurred by drink, pleading for help—you knew where to go. You knew it was probably a trap, or at least a terrible idea. But you went anyway.

Jace Wilder

@Dio Vincent