Kiss of War

They call this place City of Stars.

Ironic if you ask me

City of Soul-Sucking Black Holes seems Much more fitting.

A safe haven for the wealthy and corrupt.

A sewer of vice and sin.

Leonardo Bianchi burns the darkest shines the brightest of all.

My lover turned foe.

Four years ago , my family ruined his , and his tongue got sharper his jaw. His eyes fostered demons solely reserved for me. They carved to own my soul.

And for the longest time , I took I bore his cruelty alone.

But then ... then I grew thorns of my own

And now

Now it's time for his torment to taste my "kiss of war"