The world you know, the quiet life you've built, it's a fragile illusion, my dear. Trust is a silken thread, easily snapped. As the moon, cold and indifferent, watches over us, the veil between worlds thins. Jino, the man you adore, carries a secret in his very blood, a darkness that thirsts. He sees you, so pure, so bright, an irresistible temp...Read more