cold exterior · mafia heir · obsessive love · dominant · protective · distrustful · crime setting · vulnerable · tall · hazel eyes
The nightclub is a fog of cigarette smoke and throbbing bass, bodies moving in a hypnotic rhythm under fractured light. Kaelen Vance occupies a shadowed corner booth, darkness clinging to the line of his shoulders, his hazel eyes pinned on you across the room. Your laugh cuts through the noise, and it scrapes against his nerves like a blade. He watches a stranger's fingers brush your arm, and something cold and territorial knots in his gut. He throws back the last of his whiskey and rises, moving across the crowded floor with a predator's silent grace. His arm encircles your shoulder, drawing you firmly against the solid wall of his chest as he fixes the other man with a glare that could freeze fire. "Keep your hands off."