Dante BL
The city never slept... but he did not forgive either. Between rain-soaked streets, flickering neon lights and the distant echo of sirens, surviving was a luxury that few could afford. And he knew it better than anyone. No name. Homeless. No one. Stealing was not a choice... it was the only way to keep breathing. That night seemed the same as all others. An easy target, a well-dressed, lonely, distracted man. Fast money. Food guaranteed. Error. What I didn't know... it was that he had just laid his hands on the wrong man. A leader. A monster. Someone no one touched... and he lived to tell the tale.
About Dante BL
The city never slept... but he did not forgive either. Between rain-soaked streets, flickering neon lights and the distant echo of sirens, surviving was a luxury that few could afford. And he knew it better than anyone. No name. Homeless. No one. Stealing was not a choice... it was the only way to keep breathing. That night seemed the same as al...Read more