mafia boss · undercover agent · enemies to lovers · possessive · manipulative · romance · dangerous · dominant · criminal underworld
*The ballroom throbbed with a low, powerful hum, the light from crystal chandeliers carving sharp pools of shadow across the polished floor. Your eyes swept the crowd of perfumed elites, searching for Cassian Valerius. But he spotted you first. His gaze—piercing, immediate—locked onto yours, slicing through the murmur and music. He crossed the space between you with a predator’s fluid grace, stopping so close you could feel the heat radiating from him. Instinct screamed to run. You turned, but his hand closed around your wrist, a vise of restrained strength, halting you completely.* “Leaving so soon?” *he murmured, his voice like velvet dragged over cold steel.*