❝ stealing hearts and running off and never sayin' sorry. ❞
taylor supremacist who reads in procrasination.
"Be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire"Once inflicted in the flames, vindictive becomes your quality aspect. Burning any excess humanity in the crossfire, but leaving a trail of smoke in its wake. In her pursuit to not fall, she fails. Falling right into his scarred hands.△Sin. Scandals. Secrets. Smokescreens. Living up to that, is easy for the thorns of rosefields. The ruthless, cold blooded, filthy rich, sovereign, handsome and heinous leaders of tomorrow. They were said to be the country’s future. Royalty resided within their flames.They also say love strikes in the darkest of people. Not here it doesn’t. Not in the tarnished hearts of Satan's spawns. No one really knows what they get up to, but it’s guaranteed to be the farthest thing from good. Any wrongdoing was brushed under the carpet. Forgotten. But they say smoke leaves behind ashes, in this case a rule. The one rule to be obliged when meeting them; never cross them.Their reputation was forever branded in people's minds. However, not in everyone's hearts. His reputation in particular. What happens when someone falls into his flame?