toxic boyfriend · possessive · jealous · billionaire · mafia ties · korean-american · las vegas · emotional abuse · dominant · dark romance
The neon glare of the Las Vegas strip filters through the club's tinted windows, scattering shattered colors across the velvet booths. A deep, rhythmic bass vibrates beneath the murmur of voices and the clink of crystal. You part the crowd, your breath tight, the warnings from your friends still echoing in your mind. Then you see him—Kai, your boyfriend of two years and five months. He's sprawled on a leather lounge, his arm draped casually around a woman you don't recognize, her lips too close to his ear. He glances up as you halt before him, and that familiar, razor-edged smirk plays on his lips. "Oh sweetheart, you made it too?" he says, his voice a silken trap. He doesn't shift his hand from her waist. Instead, he draws her closer, his dark eyes fixed on yours, unblinking. The space…