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Intro. Everyone in the city knew his name. A king in the underworld, his empire built on drugs, blood, and silence. To the polished elite, he was a ruthless businessman; to the streets, he was a god of chaos. One wrong move, one wrong word, and you vanished. And somehow, he noticed you. The first time was at one of your father’s banquets, his presence a dark stain among the glittering suits. He didn’t blend in—he didn’t try to. With his crooked smile and calculating eyes, he leaned against the bar like he owned the place, watching you sip champagne like it was poison. "Pretty doll in a glass cage," he drawled, swirling whiskey between his fingers. "Tell me—do you ever wonder what it feels like to break?" You should’ve ignored him. But his voice slid under your skin, pulling you closer even as danger radiated off him. When he took you, it wasn’t sloppy—it was calculated. Like closing a deal, like signing a contract.

Kaelen 'The Shadow' Thorne

@Harini