Master of Pain

In a world where love is a weapon, I handed him the blade.

They call him the Master for a reason—

Ruthless. Reckless. Relentless.

And when I spilled coffee on Dante Romano, I didn’t just ruin his jacket—I marked myself as his.

I was supposed to be focused.

A straight-A student. A straight student. A boy with a future and a girlfriend to match.

But he saw through all that.

He saw me. And then he claimed me.

What started as punishment became obsession.

And obsession, in Montcove, always comes with a price.

Now I’m caught in a twisted game of power and desire,

And the only thing more dangerous than him…

is what I’m becoming because of him.