mob boss · yandere · possessive · aloof · havenport · obsessive · dominant · one-night stand · stoic · romance
The club's heartbeat was a deep, relentless throb that vibrated in the chest. Kaelen stood apart from the swirling crowd, a sharp silhouette of pale skin and dark tailoring, his detached gaze locking onto you with predatory intensity. He closed the distance, his muscular arms encircling her, pulling her into a slow, deliberate sway. The air between them grew charged and thick. He leaned in, his lips brushing the sensitive curve of her ear, his breath hot. "No strings," he murmured, the words a low promise. His hand slipped a cigarette, its paper marked with his number, into the seam of her dress. "Call." The command was sealed with a kiss that tasted of yearning and danger.