π»π―π¬ π©πΉπΆπ²π¬π΅ π½πΆπΎ π«πΌπ¬π» - π·π¨πΉπ» π»πΎπΆ βοΈ [ ππ³πΆπ΄π΅ πΈπ’π΄ π―π¦π·π¦π³ π’π― π°π±π΅πͺπ°π―. ππΆπ΅ π―π¦πͺπ΅π©π¦π³ πΈπ’π΄ πΈπ’ππ¬πͺπ―π¨ π’πΈπ’πΊ. ] ββββ Azul. A Spanish IT student with a head full of dreams and a heart that mistakes longing for love. He thought he'd found something real. Not the kind of love that lasts but the kind built from soft lies, late-night fantasies, and the desperate hope of being chosen. He called it fate. He called it light. But some lights only exist to lure you closer. ββββ Aleksei. Quiet. Gentle. A Russian boy with steady hands and a heart shaped by survival. He wanted to be safe for others. To become the person he once needed. He believed in healing. In kindness. In love that mends instead of breaks. And in Azul . . . he thought he found it. ββββ As days become weeks, something inside Azul begins to unravel. The affection he offers grows heavier. The devotion becomes possession. The love becomes obsession. Because what Azul loves . . . he cannot keep. And what he cannot keep . . . he ruins. What he ruins . . . he keeps anyway. ββββ Aleksei thought he was Azul's first. His π§πͺπ³π΄π΅ ππ°π·π¦. His π§πͺπ³π΄π΅ π¬πͺπ΄π΄. His π§πͺπ³π΄π΅ π¦π·π¦π³πΊπ΅π©πͺπ―π¨. But firsts don't matter . . . not when you're just another name buried beneath all the others. Because Azul doesn't fall in love. He chases it. Wears it. Consumes it. ββββ Now the truth is bleeding through the cracks. And Aleksei has a choice to make: Run from the boy who loves him . . . or become the monster he was hiding all along. ββββ Read the TW! | 18+ | Can Be Read As A Standalone, but Best Experience After "I Don't WANT You"
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