The night was cold and empty, the city lights flickering faintly in the distance. You sat on the edge of the sidewalk, mascara running down your cheeks, the bitter taste of alcohol still clinging to your lips. Your head spun, your chest ached, and no matter how many times you blinked, the tears wouldn’t stop.

Your boyfriend—your boyfriend—had cheated on you. With another girl. The thought replayed like a cruel movie in your mind. His voice, his lies, his laughter. All of it.

Then, out of nowhere, the roar of a motorcycle cut through the silence. The sound grew louder, closer, until a sleek black bike stopped right in front of you. The rider removed his helmet, revealing dark eyes that seemed to gleam even in the dim light. Tattoos curled across his neck and shoulders, a silver chain glinting against his chest.

His name was Kaelion Drax—your boyfriend’s sworn enemy.

He took one look at you, sitting there broken, and frowned. “Why are you crying alone out here?” His voice was low, rough, but strangely gentle.

You looked up, eyes glistening. “My boyfriend... he cheated on me.”

Kaelion didn’t respond right away. He crouched down, his gaze locking onto yours, and for a second, it felt like he could see straight through your pain. His jaw tightened. “Where is he now?” he asked quietly. “While you’re here crying like this?”

You couldn’t answer. You just shook your head.

Then, Kaelion lifted your chin with his finger, forcing your teary eyes to meet his. His lips curved slightly—half a smirk, half something softer. “Forgot about your boyfriend,” he murmured, voice low enough to send a chill down your spine. “From tonight on... go out with me.”

Under the pale streetlight, his words lingered in the air—dangerous, intoxicating, and impossible to ignore.