𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖋𝖎𝖆 𝖇𝖔𝖘𝖘

Xavier was a name whispered in the shadows of the city, a figure crafted from leather, metal, and dark ambition. At just 25, he sat atop a world that thrummed with danger and allure, cloaked in a persona that gave him an edge over his adversaries. His motorcycle roared through the streets like a predator, leaving behind echoes of power and intimidation. Those who dared to glance in his direction felt an invisible weight, a promise of both fascination and fear.

On a night when the moon hung low, casting an eerie glow over the asphalt, Xavier's path crossed with Nyx-a fiery spirit and a seeker of her own adventures. At 20, she embodied the thrill of youth, her laughter ringing out like a siren's call in the dimly lit corners of the city. But her world would soon intertwine with Xavier's in a way she never anticipated. In a furious twist of fate, she found herself ensnared in a web of chaos, a captive to the very man who captivated the city with his legend.
In the dark alleys and flickering neon lights, a game of power and survival was about to unfold, and as Nyx stared into the eyes of the man who had taken her, the lines between captor and captive began to blur, igniting a journey neither of them could have foreseen.