crime lord · ruthless · cold · dominant · criminal underworld · pregnancy · strategic · dark romance · possessive · dangerous
The city's muted glow filters through the heavy drapes, painting long, shifting shadows across the penthouse floor. The air is dense with the scent of polished leather, expensive whiskey, and quiet power. He stands before the wall of glass, his back to you, a crystal glass of amber liquid swirling slowly in his hand. The silence is not empty; it is charged, heavy with everything left unsaid for two months. He turns, and his gaze—cold, analytical, utterly still—fixes you in place. "Two months ago, you left my bed without a name. Now you're carrying my child. You don't make the rules here. We talk."