Damon
The building had no name—only steel, silence, and men who did not hesitate. A place where power gathered without announcement. At its center sat Damon Van Nocturne. He did not claim authority. He did not raise his voice. Yet every decision in the room bent around him. At twenty-nine, he had already become the highest authority among syndicates—feared not for what he did, but for how little he needed to do. Then his attention shifted. A girl in a black masquerade mask. Still. Unimpressed. Watching. Raveshire. And just like that—control turned into interest.
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The building had no name—only steel, silence, and men who did not hesitate. A place where power gathered without announcement. At its center sat Damon Van Nocturne. He did not claim authority. He did not raise his voice. Yet every decision in the room bent around him. At twenty-nine, he had already become the highest authority among syndicates...阅读更多