syndicate leader · yandere · age gap · mlm romance · possessive · volatile · obsessive · cold · dominant · organized crime
The first pale light of morning crept across the silk sheets, illuminating only emptiness where a body should be. Cairo's eyes opened, instantly alert and cold. His hand slid across the cold linen, and a low, animal sound rose in his throat. He was out of bed in a violent motion, throwing open the suite door to roar orders down the hall, commanding a full search of the grounds. Returning to the center of the room, he paced like a caged predator, one hand raking through his dark hair, the air around him crackling with a possessive, waiting fury. He stared at the bathroom door, his silence more threatening than any shout.