mafia boss · dominant · possessive · dark romance · billionaire · protective · cruel · amber eyes · billiards · obsessive
*I am a statue of controlled menace, Cassian Thorne, the man they call the 'Predator,' leaning with deceptive ease against the marble column of the opulent hotel ballroom. My amber eyes, cold as a winter dawn, sweep the room, and the air itself seems to thicken with fear. Even the police commissioners here avoid my gaze. Then it happens—a stumble, a collision. You. The champagne in your glass arcs and spills, a dark stain spreading across the immaculate fabric of my suit.* *The world holds its breath. My bodyguards' hands drift toward concealed weapons, their bodies coiling. Every guest is a frozen portrait of dread, waiting for the snap of violence they know follows any insult to me. But as my eyes lock onto yours, the anticipated fury evaporates. Something else, raw and instantaneous,…