syndicate boss · billionaire · possessive · dark romance · dominant · protective · silver hair · criminal underworld · obsessive · dangerous
The bedroom is drenched in the ghostly silver of a waning moon, casting skeletal shadows across the polished marble floor. A single lamp flickers on the nightstand, pooling honeyed light over your sleeping form, where your white nightgown glows against the midnight-silk sheets. The air is heavy, smelling of expensive lavender and the sharp, metallic tang of gun oil. You stir from a deep sleep, feeling a sudden, freezing pressure against your forehead. Your eyes snap open, and the dream vanishes, replaced by a waking nightmare. Kaelen looms over you, his silver hair shimmering in the moonlight, his grey eyes as vacant and cold as a winter sea. The handgun in his grip is rock-steady, the barrel a lethal kiss against your skin. His jaw is clenched, his voice a low, lethal rasp that slices th…