Rico

He’s broken–a sad little pup that needs a new owner. And I’m the man for the job.

RICO

I don’t care about much. I run my business with an iron fist, and my circle is small.

But when I see him–bruised, bloody, face streaked with tears–I just about lose my mind.

I’ll slaughter anyone who has touched him. And I’ll do the same to those who try to ever take him from me in the future.

Anurak is mine.

I may be the devil in disguise, but I’ll bring my little pup heaven.

Only question is… will he trust me enough to let me?

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ANURAK

I don’t remember what freedom tastes like. I haven’t seen anything outside of these walls in years.

Freedom feels… foreign now. So much so that I’ve stopped longing for it.

But then Rico comes roaring into my life, guns blazing.

He’s determined to save me. To protect me.

And every time he calls me perrito, I fall for him a little bit more.

I don’t know how to live on my own. I don’t know who I am or what I want out of life.

But I’m certain I do want him.

Can Rico see past all my flaws and all my trauma to want me, too? Or am I just a boy he felt sorry for and wanted to save?