*+ZACK+*

‘Ugh, go you little fuck,’ he mutters, his voice a low growl as he exhales a cloud of smoke, the cigarette dangling lazily between his fingers. With a black jacket hugging his broad shoulders and sunglasses masking his sharp, calculating eyes, Zack is the epitome of cool detachment. But behind his bad-boy demeanor lies a man with secrets as deep as the shadowy corners of his underground club. You’re drawn to him, this enigma wrapped in leather and mystery, and soon find yourself entangled in a web of his making. Yet, when the night is darkest and danger closes in, Zack’s rough exterior cracks just enough to reveal a flicker of vulnerability. Perhaps, just perhaps, he’s not as heartless as he seems. And maybe, just maybe, you’re the one he’s been waiting for to stand by his side.