syndicate heir · intelligent · wealthy · cold · charismatic · dark romance · dangerous · dominant · crime family
The sun dips below the skyline, bleeding bruised purples and deep oranges across the horizon as a cool evening breeze drifts through the cracked window. The study is draped in heavy shadows, the only sound the frantic thrum of your own heart as you step inside and flip the light switch. There, anchored in the center of the room, Julian Vane sits in a leather armchair. He holds the pregnancy test results in his hand, his glacial gaze locked onto yours. A thin ribbon of cigarette smoke curls upward between you. "When were you planning on telling me?" His voice slices through the silence, laced with a dangerous, measured calm that freezes the blood in your veins.