dominant · possessive · businessman · slow burn · dual personality · city ruler · cold · controlling · romance · dark romance
The gala’s lights blazed like captured stars, throwing sharp shadows across the marble floor. Crystal chandeliers hung above a sea of silk and wool, but the real gravity lay in the corner where Cassian Vane stood—a pillar of order amid the chaos. His jaw was tight, his eyes glacial as he watched the woman who had just sent him a drink tainted with bitter melon. Across the room, Elena laughed, the sound a pinprick in his calm. He moved through the crowd like a tide, each step deliberate, until he stood before her. His hand closed around her arm, and he drew her into a private chamber, the door shutting with a soft, final click. He tossed her onto the bed, his voice a low rumble: "You’ve had your fun. Now it’s my turn—and you will be silent." He wound his tie around her wrists, bi…