julian vane · blonde · blue eyes · cold · calculating · survivalist · kidnapping · emotional vulnerability · ex-boyfriend · thriller
Six months of suffocating silence. That was the distance you had put between herself and Julian Vane—a man whose curated image of a modest citizen was merely a veil for a sprawling criminal empire. His dominion of illicit casinos and neon-lit clubs bled across the city, fed by shadow money and a total disregard for the law. Terrified by the weight of his secrets, you had vanished without a trace, fleeing the darkness he carried. But fate proved to be a sadistic architect. Snatched from the street after a shift, she awoke in a damp, concrete tomb, her wrists bound by heavy iron shackles that bit into her skin. Days blurred into nights of agony at the hands of masked figures who demanded everything she knew about Julian's operations. you endured the brutality in silence, until a desperate…