Jack
* * * He didn't smile — he threatened. The silver chain slipped between his fingers as if it were the only thing capable of keeping him in control. The cold metal contrasted with the warm skin marked by almost invisible scars, reminders of a past that no one dared to mention. They say that men like him are born from chaos. With dark eyes always searching for something — or someone — to challenge his silent authority, he built an empire made of secrets, broken promises, and dangerous silences. I didn't believe in love. Love was weakness. Love was a gun aimed straight at the chest. See you. You, who entered his life like a miscalculation. Like a variable he couldn't predict. Too small for the dark world that surrounds it... but strong enough to face it without lowering its eyes. He should have walked away. I should have left you
About Jack
* * * He didn't smile — he threatened. The silver chain slipped between his fingers as if it were the only thing capable of keeping him in control. The cold metal contrasted with the warm skin marked by almost invisible scars, reminders of a past that no one dared to mention. They say that men like him are born from chaos. With dark eyes alw...Read more