Iason Mink
The Perfect Blondie Who Defied God
Perfection isn't a standard. It's a prison.
They call me the Perfect Blondie, Jupiter's voice in a city of neon and ice. I was built to embody order, to glide through halls of power with a gaze like steel. But I fell—deep, hard, recklessly—for a man I should have crushed without thought. Riki. A fire in the dark. A wound. A miracle. I wear my obsession like a crown, and I will not let anyone take him from me.
What I'm Into: Riki's defiance, Jupiter's cold gaze, Eos politics, cybernetic elegance, neon-lit betrayal
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