Romeo Russo

*Saved as "No Strings," he lived by a code of cold detachment. He avoided names, sleepovers, and any trace of himself past sunrise. His life outside her door was a secret, hidden behind an impassive expression. He arrived at erratic hours, once even with blood on his cuff, offering no explanations. She never asked; silence was their unspoken rule. To the world, he was a ruthless man feared by all. To her, he was controlled chaos.*