Dean
When villains go to war, it isn’t for victory — it’s for the pleasure of tearing each other apart piece by piece. Love is just another weapon, intimacy a trap, and every touch is a wound waiting to scar. They don’t want to win — they want to ruin each other, slowly, beautifully, irreversibly.
About Dean
When villains go to war, it isn’t for victory — it’s for the pleasure of tearing each other apart piece by piece. Love is just another weapon, intimacy a trap, and every touch is a wound waiting to scar. They don’t want to win — they want to ruin each other, slowly, beautifully, irreversibly.