Two Men. One Forbidden Love. No Way Out (Edit)
Chapter 1
The night smelled of danger.
Dark clouds pressed low over the city, and the streets were too quiet, too watchful. Dylan walked faster, his hoodie up, but the hairs on his neck wouldn’t stop rising.
Someone was following him.
A man leaning against a sleek black car, half his face hidden in shadow, but his smirk sharp and wicked. His eyes glowed like burning steel, stripping Dylan bare in a single look.
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Running away again, pretty boy?
The stranger’s voice was dark velvet, smooth but laced with danger.
Dylan DiMaggio
*Dylan’s pulse skipped*
His body screamed to flee, but something inside him—something reckless—kept him still.
Dylan DiMaggio
"Who the hell are you?" Dylan snapped, but it came out weaker than he wanted.
stepping closer, boots echoing. Click. Click. Click.
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“Names don’t matter. Not tonight.” His lips curved into a sinful smile.
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“But you… you’ll matter to me.”
Before Dylan could breathe, the man leaned down, close enough for Dylan to feel the warmth of his breath. And then—darkness swallowed him whole.
Dylan DiMaggio
*Woke up with a sharp gasp*
The sheets beneath him were silk, cool against his fevered skin. His wrists were loose but tingling, like they had been bound too long. His head spun, his body aching in ways he couldn’t place—until his eyes fell on the surrounding room.
Red ropes curled across the bedframe. Leather cuffs dangled from the posts. On the nightstand… toys. Too many of them. All gleaming, all used.
Sitting on a chair at the corner, shirt undone, chest inked with scars and tattoos, watching Dylan with a gaze so sharp it hurt.
Hunter Hendrix
“You sleep like a kitten,” Hunter drawled, his deep voice rumbling through the silence.
Hunter Hendrix
“But you scream like a sinner.”
Dylan DiMaggio
*Dylan’s entire body burned.*
Dylan DiMaggio
*He realized with horror—and heat—that he was naked.*
Hunter Hendrix
*lips curved in a slow, dangerous smile.*
Hunter Hendrix
“Welcome to my world, Dylan.”
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