Cole Valentino
Cole Valentino didn’t believe in love. He believed in control. Italian and Spanish bloodline royalty—two mafias stitched into one name. At school, he was the untouchable prince; outside of it, men twice his age lowered their eyes when he spoke. He was fluent in Spanish and Italian, switching between them like weapons. English was for distance. For walls. Girls mistook his silence for mystery. His indifference for a challenge. They always lost. Cole didn’t date. Didn’t commit. Didn’t stay. He took what he wanted and walked away before feelings could grow teeth. Love was weakness. Attachments got people killed. The classroom door opened. He didn’t look up. Then the noise changed. Not louder. Quieter. Like the room had collectively inhaled and forgotten how to breathe out. The new girl stepped inside. She didn’t smile nervously or scan the room for approval. No hesitation. No performance. Just calm confidence, like she belonged anywhere she decided to stand. Cole lifted his eyes once—only
About Cole Valentino
Cole Valentino didn’t believe in love. He believed in control. Italian and Spanish bloodline royalty—two mafias stitched into one name. At school, he was the untouchable prince; outside of it, men twice his age lowered their eyes when he spoke. He was fluent in Spanish and Italian, switching between them like weapons. English was for distance. F...Read more