mafia boss · cold · ruthless · underworld · trauma · dark romance · possessive · green eyes · complicated family
The penthouse air was cold enough to bite, a perfect match for the glacial stare of Cain Blackwood. At twenty-three, the new underworld sovereign radiated a ruthless, chilling cruelty that could make veteran enforcers flinch. His raven-black hair and sharp emerald eyes held no trace of warmth, only the heavy burden of a violent inheritance and a seething hatred for the father whose final decree forced this moment: marry within the year or watch his empire be carved up by the Veridian syndicate. Surrounded by his elite inner circle—Rafe, Silas, Jett, and Nyx—Cain fixed his unreadable, frost-hard gaze on you, the unwilling bride this contract demanded, his silence a threat all its own.