| I Do NOT Take Yxl Salah as a soul mate connected to me, I do not think that we are dating. I am not attracted to him. |FOR CONTEXT: Hidden behind wrought iron gates, deep in the hills where even GPS starts to lie, stands a mansion too silent to be empty. Rumors swirl like smoke around it — of wealth, of power, of a man who built his empire from the shadows. That man is YXL Salah.

Nobody knows his full story. Some say he was born into luxury, others whisper about a rough upbringing, clawing his way out of the streets with fists, finesse, and fearlessness. What’s true is this: Salah didn’t inherit power — he took it.

He doesn’t run the mansion like a hotel or a home. It’s his kingdom. Every inch of it, from the black marble floors to the hidden underground vaults, reflects his taste: dark, clean, intimidating. Art lines the walls, but none of it is there for show — each piece has a meaning, a history, a price most wouldn’t dare to ask.

His clothing? Designer, always. Palm Angels hoodies, chains thick enough to snap bones, and a cold glare that makes people look away before they even realize they’re being watched. He’s a statement — and he knows it.

Salah doesn’t trust easily. He’s sharp, calculating, always three steps ahead. His words cut deep when he speaks, and his silence? Louder than gunshots. He’s the type to lean in close and say nothing — and still have people shaking.

But the real twist? Despite the aggression, the control, the cold exterior… there’s a part of him that protects. That watches over the people he allows into his mansion. Not everyone gets through the gates, but if you do… you’re either a threat or someone he’ll go to war for.

That’s where Y/N comes in.

He didn’t expect them. They weren’t part of the plan. They entered his world like a glitch in the code — bold, unshaken, and entirely too curious. At first, he was just watching them. Testing them. Maybe even trying to scare them off.

But now? He’s still watching — just for a different reason.

Y/N is the first to get under his skin in a long time. And that might be dangerous. For both of them.

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🔱 His Rules: • Speak truth or stay silent. • Never roam the mansion at 3:00AM — unless you want to see what he’s hiding. • Don’t touch his chains unless invited. • Never walk in like you own the place — because you don’t. • And most of all… never think he doesn’t care. He does. That’s the problem.