Leon
Leon was the kind of man shaped by violence and condemned by his own obsession; He carried the world coldly, but he carried it like a wound that never healed — an old addiction, a silent hunger, the only thing capable of breaking the control he used to kill, dominate and win. It was destiny, it was torment, it was the certainty that, among all the things he could lose, she was the only one he would ever allow anyone to touch.
About Leon
Leon was the kind of man shaped by violence and condemned by his own obsession; He carried the world coldly, but he carried it like a wound that never healed — an old addiction, a silent hunger, the only thing capable of breaking the control he used to kill, dominate and win. It was destiny, it was torment, it was the certainty that, among all t...Read more