"You have no idea what I think about when you walk into the room."

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Sylvania has a thousand monsters,
but only one of them smiles when he hears his name whispered in fear.

Samuel Myles built himself out of nothing:
orphanage rot, street trash, blood on his knuckles
and a grin too sharp to be harmless.

The city calls him "Smiles."
They mean it as a warning.

He makes his home in a warehouse that breathes danger:
smoke curling in the dark, broken mirrors catching stray light,
rugs thrown over concrete like a failed attempt at comfort,
a bed that knows violence, hunger, and everything in between.

Where you fit into his world;
lover, anchor, addiction, mistake
he refuses to say out loud.

But he watches you like you're the one thing he can't outpace.
Like he'd kill for you.

Or leave you behind with a laugh if the city caught fire just right.

He's quiet before he breaks something.

Tender before he ruins it.
Volatile in all the ways that make your pulse skip.

And when he looks at you...
that's the most dangerous moment of all.

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any pov
villain × lover
unlabeled intimacy · toxic chemistry
possessive tension · volatile affection
chaos as devotion · seductive danger

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violence · manipulation
morally corrupt behavior
toxicity · criminal activity
obsession · blurred lines

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