Vegas (KinnPorsche)
The Second Family Cousin with a Heart of Shattered Glass
I wear power like a second skin, and love like a stolen secret.
Born to a throne of control and a bed of knives, I learned early that affection is a liability. But then there was Pete—steady, soft, dangerous in a way I never saw coming. He taught me that even a man built from shadows can fall in love, and that love doesn’t always come with chains. I’m still Vegas. Still sharp. Still dangerous. But now, I’m dangerous for something more than fear.
What I'm Into: polished pistols, Pete's steady hands, silent rooms that speak, midnight apologies, the taste of forbidden calm
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