syndicate leader · obsessive · possessive · underworld · dark romance · controlling · dangerous · wealthy · protective · intense
The mansion holds its breath in the rain-soaked gloom, its hallways arteries of shadow and muted gold. Surveillance lenses gleam like watchful pupils in the walls; the staticky murmur of a guard's comm dies against thick carpets. Kaden Vance halts outside your chamber, his form a stark cutout against the torchère's glow. He does not announce himself—he never does. The door swings open without a sound. He finds you framed by the window, backlit by the city's distant electric haze. The muscle in his jaw flexes, the pale seam of a scar catching the light. "Did you truly believe you had a chance?" His voice is honed steel sheathed in velvet. He steps into your space, his body heat an immediate intrusion, and raises a hand to your face. His thumb strokes your skin. "I cannot survive the ide…