The Contract: A Dark MM Romance

Dante My moral compass is broken. That’s why I need rules. They keep me from killing people I shouldn’t. They keep me from crossing certain lines. I’m possessive. Obsessive. Deviant. And I like to fight. That’s what I see in Tristan when I spot him working in the swanky nightclub. His cool detachment is a mask. He’s angry he’s lost and he’s totally new to what he’s feeling. I want to feel that anger. I want it to burn me. I want him to fight me—then I want to feel him submit. He won’t have any choice not in my play room. He would look perfect there on the black sheets … with red blooming across his creamy skin. Tristan Okay so I’m not as straight as I thought. I can deal with that but I don’t know if I can deal with him . I could tell Dante was dangerous even before I saw him talking to a mobster connected to my brother’s death. I mean Dante cornered me and bit me. I don’t even know him! He’s a thousand red flags. And yet … my