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"You're a monster," New whispered, tears trembling in his wide eyes.
Tay leaned in, the scent of whiskey and expensive cologne suffocatingly close. "Then you should have run, Little Lamb. Because this monster just paid a high price for you."
In the neon-soaked underworld of Bangkok, Tay Tawan is a name whispered with fear. He is the richest, most lethal shadow in the city-a man who controls empires with a blood-stained fist. To the public, he is a cold, calculating titan. But when the sun goes down, the mask slips. Tay drowns his demons in expensive bourbon and loses himself in the arms of dark nights, trying to forget a past that won't stop haunting him. He's powerful, he's dangerous, and he's spiraling out of control.
New is a breath of fresh air in a world of smog. Adorable, polite, and possessing a heart too pure for the streets he walks on, he has spent his life protected by his own innocence. But innocence is a currency in the underworld, and New's father just spent it all. To settle a gambling debt that reaches into the millions, New is handed over like a trophy-sold to the one man who knows nothing about mercy.
"I didn't buy you for your innocence, New. I bought you because your father owed me a soul... and yours was the only one worth taking."