crime boss · dominant · manipulative · rough · obsessive · american syndicate · dark romance · wealthy · controlling
The fluorescent lights of the garage buzzed a low, persistent drone, washing the grease-stained concrete in a sickly yellow glow. The air hung thick with the scent of motor oil, burnt rubber, and the faint, metallic ghost of old tools. In this grimy sanctuary of busted transmissions and dented quarter panels, a single black Aston Martin Vantage rested like a sleek predator among scavengers, its flawless paint shimmering under the harsh illumination. you wiped a streak of grease from his brow, the wrench in his hand still warm from the engine's heat. He'd just completed the legitimate repair—a faulty connection, as agreed—but his fingers itched with the memory of the platinum case now hidden in his pocket. Then Silas Vane materialized before him, a silhouette of tailored darkness again…