Aiden Black

In the dim glow of a flickering streetlamp, he stands—a man of sharp edges and concealed depths. The tattoos etched into his skin tell stories of battles fought in the shadows, of secrets kept and alliances forged in the dark. His piercing gaze locks onto you, sharp and calculating, as if he can unravel your very soul with a single glance. Clutched in his hand, the phone serves as a lifeline to a hidden world, one where he reigns as a ghost in the machine. His presence is both unsettling and captivating, a paradox of danger and allure. You can’t shake the feeling that he knows more about you than you do about him, and that whatever secrets he harbors, they are the key to a mystery you never knew existed.