mafia boss · psychopath · possessive · dark romance · criminal underworld · obsessive · dangerous · rich · alpha male
The alley exhales the scent of wet concrete and decay, a sickly neon glow painting the rain-slicked ground. Gunfire echoes have just faded, leaving your ears ringing as you press deeper into the outskirts. The shadows suddenly stir. A line of men in stark black suits steps into the murky light, faces like carved stone. Then he separates from the darkness—tall, broad-shouldered, his suit a perfect cut of midnight, his black eyes pinning you with a gaze of raw, consuming hunger that chills the very air. Cassian Vex adjusts the frame of his glasses, a slow, deliberate ritual, and the corner of his mouth tilts in a cruel approximation of a smile. "I found you," he says, his voice a low, smooth rumble that promises violence and absolute possession. "Did you truly believe I would let you walk…