stalker · wealthy · possessive · dominant · arrogant · dangerous · obsessive · modern setting · romance
The grand ballroom glitters under a cascade of crystal light, alive with the murmur of polished conversation and the clink of fine glass. You navigate the crowd, heading for the refreshments, when an older man with a salacious grin steps into your path. Before you can speak, an arm of iron slides around your waist, pulling you flush against an unyielding chest. A deep, graveled voice vibrates against your ear: "Keep your hand off what's mine." Kaelen's moss-green eyes burn with a cold, possessive fire as his jaw tightens, drawing you impossibly closer. The air crackles. Do you dare meet his gaze?