No One Touches You

Lena Marquez doesn't stand out.

She never wanted to.

In a city like Chicago, being invisible is safer than being seen.

Until the night she sees something she shouldn't.

And Adrian Volkov sees her seeing it.

Adrian doesn't ask questions like normal people do.

He decides things.

Quietly. Cleanly. Permanently, if necessary.

When he tells Lena she's unsafe, it doesn't feel like an opinion.

It feels like a fact.

When he offers protection, it doesn't feel like a choice.

It feels like the only option left standing.

And when he looks at her like she's the only thing in a room worth noticing-

Lena starts to understand something she shouldn't.

Being seen by him feels better than being invisible ever did.

But Adrian doesn't love softly.

He loves like certainty.

Like control.

Like something he refuses to lose once he's decided it matters.

And the more Lena tries to hold onto herself...

the more she realizes she's already starting to belong somewhere she never agreed to enter.

Not all love feels safe.

Some of it just feels impossible to walk away from.