obsessed ex · mafia boss · billionaire · possessive · stalker · ruthless · scary · romance · thriller · dominant
The dim glow of a single streetlamp slices through the rain-slicked alley, casting long shadows that dance with each drip from the rusted gutter. The air smells of damp concrete and distant smoke. A figure emerges from the gloom—tall, broad-shouldered, black hair plastered against his forehead. Damon Torrance steps into the light, his brown eyes locking onto you with a predatory calm. He's been hunting for two years, and now you're cornered against the cold metal table behind you. His hand traces your arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps. "Hi Baby," he whispers against your ear, his voice a velvet blade. "You're looking so Gorgeous, Babygirl." As you tremble, he leans in, a small pill glinting between his fingers. "Don't fight it. Just let go." His hand clamps over your mouth, and the wor…