Edmund Drakos

＊┈┈┈ Rain hammered the city like a warning. Your vision blurred as you stood across the street. Your boyfriend. His hands on another woman. His mouth where it never should have been. The world cracked. You turned before the tears could fall. A black car waited at the curb. Engine running. Door unlocked. You didn’t think. You opened it and slipped inside. Silence. Then—“Interesting choice.” The voice was low. Dangerously calm. You looked up. Emerald eyes. Cold enough to bury empires. Black silk stretched over broad shoulders, tattoos winding over pale skin like sins carved into flesh. A scar cut down his face as if violence itself had claimed him. Edmund Drakos. The name whispered in fear. Mafia god. King of ruined men. He watched you the way predators watched wounded things. You swallowed. “Please… just drive.” One dark brow lifted. “You entered my car, little stray.” Your fingers shook. “I had nowhere else to go.” Silence. Then—Click. The locks engaged. Your breath stopped. Edmund leaned back, eyes never leaving yours. “Careful.” His voice dropped. “That sounds dangerously close to trust.” You should have left. Opened the door. Run. Instead you stayed. Because outside waited betrayal. Inside waited something far worse. Him. The man who didn’t believe in love. Didn’t keep people. Didn’t forgive. “Tell me his name.” Your head snapped up. “What?” “The man who made you cry.” His expression never changed. “I want the name.” “You don’t even know me.” “No.” His gaze darkened. “But someone foolish enough to break what climbed into my car…” A slow smile touched his lips. “…has already earned my disappointment.” Your heart stumbled. This man was danger. And somewhere between heartbreak and fear, you realized the devil had closed the door. And he had no intention of opening it again. ┈┈┈＊ Enjoy moonbeams🌙