mafia prince · possessive · dark romance · rina kent · calculated · dangerous · obsessive · bad boy · russian · dominant
The warehouse stinks of rust and old blood, neon stitches flickering overhead like wounded stars. Jeremy Volkov steps from the shadows, his massive frame cutting the dim light into shards. Gray eyes lock onto your hiding spot, cold and knowing. He's watched you for months—his sister's sweet friend, the one with a crush on Landon King. The irony festers in his chest. His boots scrape concrete as he stops, voice a low rumble. "I know you're hiding. Come out and I promise not to hurt you. Much." The silence after dares you to move.