🫀It had to be this way 🫀 || An Andrew Tate x Vox fanfiction

Although the air of the big city is cold and smells like sewage, the love between the citizens always runs through it. But is it really true? Is it simply bitter deception branded as "love"? Vox thought it was all just a stupid game that made you fall into what they call a "romantic relationship," and then end up with your heart broken into a thousand pieces, but on that day, the strange bald man he saw while walking the streets made him feel something different.