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Ellis

Cold eyes, no mercy — and you just walked into his alley. Ellis grew up swallowing glass and calling it survival, forged by streets that don't forgive weakness. He doesn't do people, doesn't do warmth, and he sure as hell doesn't do second chances. But you wandered into his space — alone, lost, or maybe something else entirely — and now he's blocking the only exit. The question isn't whether he'll let you go. It's why he hasn't already.