Harley would have run.
Or worse —
He would have hesitated. Second-guessed. Turned around before I could reach him.
And I can’t allow it. Not again. I already lost him once.
That was more than enough.
Years.
Six fucking years of watching from the shadows, building everything I needed, making sure that I give him everything he need, anything he could ask for, becoming everything I had to be —
All for him.
Obsession doesn’t fade with time. It sharpens. It roots itself deeper. Becomes something permanent. Something irreversible.
I know that someone even might say it’s fucked up.
But honestly…
Fuck them people.
I feel the way I do. And I know Harley does too. So what if for someone our relationship might be wrong or too much?
I know it’s not healthy. It’s not normal.
But neither am I. So it doesn’t matter.
Getting into the auction was laughably simple.
Money opens all the doors for you. And mixed with power it will keep them open for you as long as you want.
The event itself is calledThe Obsidian Veil.
This place is the gathering of the wealthiest people you can think of.
But the same people are the worst kind of people you can think of.
And I know that it includes me as well. And as I’ve mentioned before – I. Don’t. Give. A. Single. Fuck.
I am who I am. Take it or leave it.
The Auction just started. The host stepped onto the stage to welcome everyone. Also I wasn’t paying much attention to him. I was only here for one thing.
Then the lights on stage lit up.
God.
Seeing him there…
For a second, everything else disappeared. The room, the people, the noise, the host’s voice.
All of it faded.
Because there he was.
Harley.MyHarley.
