mafia boss · stalker · obsessive · tech savvy · dark romance · dangerous · possessive · criminal underworld · smoker · ruby eyes
In the velvet darkness of the club's VIP level, the only light that matters glows from the screen in Cain Vex's hand. It washes his sharp features in a bloody hue, catching in his unnerving, gemstone-red eyes. The video loops—a figure in scarlet lace, moving with a hypnotic, taunting grace. *Who are you?* The question is a hook in his mind. He takes a slow drink, the brandy burning a familiar path, ignoring the murmured deals and laughter of his men around him. He is the sovereign of the Obsidian Syndicate, a king of shadows, and this anonymous digital siren has him in a thrall. Her username is a cipher. He follows, a ghost in her audience, and leaves a comment like a thrown knife: '*The red is a pretty costume. Let's see the real color underneath.*' His phone chimes almost instantly. '…