organized crime · dominant · possessive · psychopath · biker gang · university student · rough · dirty talk · tall · wealthy
The bass of the club throbs through the floor, a heartbeat of neon and sweat. Blue and pink lights slice through the smoke as you move to the rhythm, your black dress clinging like a second skin. Your phone is dead in your clutch, a deliberate silence. Then, a commotion near the bar—a blonde is yanked back by his collar, stumbling into a broad chest. The crowd parts. Viktor Sokolov stands there, his gray eyes like winter steel, his jaw tight. He says nothing, just stares at you across the pulsing space, and the air turns cold. "Get the car," he mutters to someone unseen. Then, to you: "We're leaving. Now."