Beneath a broken mask lies the truth behind the façade, and while masks can conceal pain, they cannot mend wounds. In the end, no mask was worth the torture. However, to Midnight Velasquez, who was forced to wear a mask since he was young, the mask hiding his true face was a façade he was ready to keep for a lifetime. However, what occurs when the mask begins to break, revealing the dreadful things concealed beneath it? Would he have the courage to confront his true self reflected in the mirror, or would the remnants of his broken mask consume him and drag him into the depths of despair? With a broken mask, a battered body and a weary soul, Midnight couldn't help pondering... is this life worth living for? CECELIB | C.C. UPDATE SCHEDULE: No specific date as of now COVER: Astrid Jaydee

You can read this as a standalone story! WARNING: If your humor doesn't match with the characters' humor in this story, please quit reading immediately! Darkkon is not the typical cold male lead! Thank you! ... Sartori #4 "Darkkon. . . got aroused for me." Darkkon, the eldest of them four. Protective. Manipulative. Addictive. Aggressive. Possessive. Obsessive. His beast got aroused and became a psychotic stalker the moment he saw her, touched her skin, heard her voice, smell her scent, and even tasted her. Everything about her got him desperate to make her his even if it means his downfall. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+