Chapter:1 The Night I Saw Death

Rain poured down in sheets, drenching the city in silver light as it bounced off the slick asphalt. I hurried through the narrow alley, clutching my coat tighter around me, the chill biting through my thin sweater. Every step echoed softly against the walls, but in the emptiness of the night, it sounded deafening. My mind was full of mundane worries, but then, I saw them.

Two men stood over a figure sprawled on the wet ground. One moved with unnerving precision, deliberate and cold, while the other fidgeted with impatience, his posture sharp, his aura harsh. And then… the killing happened.

I froze, a scream caught in my throat. My eyes widened as the taller man, storm-gray and immovable, delivered the final, precise strike. The smaller man sneered, glancing toward me, as if noticing my presence for the first time.

“Well, look what we have here,” the younger man said, voice rough, dripping with mockery. “Damien … maybe we should finish this one too?”

My heart thudded violently. I wanted to turn and run, but my feet refused to obey.

The taller man—Damien—stepped forward, and the world seemed to narrow around him. His presence was overwhelming, sharp yet controlled, like a predator aware of every movement in its territory. “No,” he said, low and dangerous. His voice cut through the rain, slicing the tension like a blade. “She stays alive.”

Adrian’s frown deepened, his impatience flashing into anger. “Are you serious? She saw everything! She could ruin us!”

“She’s innocent,” Damien replied, voice calm but edged with steel. His storm-gray eyes shifted to mine, and for a moment, I felt exposed, judged, stripped bare. I wasn’t afraid in the usual sense—I was drawn in, rooted to the spot, unable to look away. There was something in those eyes that spoke of power, danger, and… restraint.

The rain poured down harder, soaking my hair and clinging to my skin, but I barely noticed. Every detail of the scene burned into my mind—the lifeless figure, the alley’s dark corners, and Damien’s unwavering gaze. His eyes weren’t cruel. Not yet. They were sharp, calculating, and impossibly magnetic.

Adrian’s sneer twisted into frustration, sharp and dangerous, but Damien didn’t even glance at him. His hand lifted in a subtle, almost protective gesture. “Go. Leave. Forget this.”

I stumbled backward, disbelief and relief colliding in my chest. I didn’t look at Adrian again. I didn’t register his anger. All I knew was that the eyes that spared my life would haunt me forever.

I ran blindly through the rain, every drop a reminder of the night that had changed everything. The alley, the blood, the impossible gray eyes blurred into a dizzying haze behind me. I didn’t know who these men were, what power they wielded, or why one of them had spared me. I only knew one thing: my life had been rewritten in an instant, and somehow, somewhere, a storm had begun that I couldn’t escape.

Even now, as I reached the safety of the busy street beyond, the memory clung to me. The fear, the awe, the inexplicable pull of his gaze—it was intoxicating, terrifying, and undeniable. Something about Damien would haunt me forever.

And I had no idea just how far that night would reach, how deeply it would change everything.

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