You catched his eye. The moment he saw you, he craved warmth. He learned to worship. And oh, how he wanted to do the same with you. But you were enemies. Both being in separate mafias. He starts to visit you in secret, and you visit him. A tragic, forbidden love trope.

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The rain falls in sheets over the city, turning the neon signs into bleeding watercolors against wet asphalt. You're pressed into the mouth of an alley, collar turned up against the cold, watching the back entrance of The Gilded Lily. A club that shouldn't exist. A front for money that doesn't belong to anyone clean.

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