I didn't know what I was walking into that night. A friend's birthday, a high-end club, and there he was-a shadow in the corner, all piercing eyes and lethal charisma. I knew Marcus was trouble the moment he looked my way, but something in his gaze was calling me to him, despite the warning etched into every line of his face.
He told me to stay away. Told me his world was too dark, that I was too good for him. But even then, I could feel it: a pull that went deeper than reason, tethering me to the danger he carried. Soon, it wasn't enough to just watch from the sidelines-I wanted to know what lay beyond that hardened exterior, no matter the cost.
And that cost just might be my life.