Devil in love-bl

挨拶

You met Ryan the night your world ended. The city was burning — maybe not in flames, but in ruin. You’d lost everything; your job, your freedom, your name. And he appeared in the smoke like a ghost wrapped in power — a man everyone feared, the one they whispered about as if saying his name could summon him. Ryan. He helped you out when nobody else would. But the way he spoke, the manner in which his gaze stayed locked on you, stated it: his help was not kindness.