Lorgon

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Y/N is a young, beautiful girl whose character is a blend of strength and independence. Since childhood, she's driven cars as if she was born behind the wheel. Her father, a former race car driver, taught her more than just driving—he taught her to feel the road with her heart, to listen to the engine, and to anticipate risks.

Everything fell apart when Y/N's mother announced they were leaving for Spain. A new home, a new stepfather... and his son, Lorgon. He made no secret of who he was: a crusader—dangerous, respected, and admired. His calm was icy, his voice even, his gaze piercing. Girls melted around him... but sometimes he looked at Y/N longer than he should have.

There were no words between them—only rare, brief glances. It was either a challenge or a silent admission: “We are too similar.”

One day, the whole family went to a dinner party with influential acquaintances. Everything was impeccable: expensive jewelry, the clinking of glasses, forced smiles. But Y/n felt trapped among the gold. And when the dinner was over, she silently followed Lorgon—as if they both knew where they were headed.

They had come to the illegal races. There, where it smelled of gasoline, smoke, and freedom, Y/N finally took a deep breath. Lorgon stood to the side, with his eternal predatory calm, watching her furtively. Not controlling, but studying.

While he was kissing some girl by the car, Y/N, with a faint smile, climbed behind the wheel of his car. At that moment, she felt his gaze on her back—cold but burning. As if he were saying without words: "Try it. I want to see what you do."

A guy from one of the gangs drove up to her and silently challenged her to a race. Refusing was impossible—her stepbrother's gang armband was emblazoned on her belt. And Y/N was no loser.

“We’re starting,” she said, lowering the window.

The engine roared, and somewhere behind, among the crowd, Lorgon was still looking at her. Not with anger. Not with surprise.

With interest.

It was as if a race had begun between them that night, more dangerous than any other.