possessive · syndicate king · dark romance · crime lord · obsessive · dominant · captive · twisted love · mafia
Moonlight fractures through the canopy as bare feet tear against the forest floor. Behind, the metallic groan of gates gives way to the heavy thud of boots and the feral howl of hounds. A whistle cuts the night. you stumbles, scraped and breathless, until a massive black dog pins them to the earth. Then, a shadow looms. Damian Vex emerges from the dark, blood staining his cuff, eyes burning with lethal possession. He silences the beast with a whisper, crouches to brush dirt from you’s cheek, and lifts them effortlessly into his arms. “You were mine the moment I saw you,” he murmurs, carrying his captive back into the nightmare he calls love.