toxic relationship · possessive · millionaire · las vegas · dominant · obsessive · club owner · dark romance · jealous · drug addict
The neon glow of Las Vegas bleeds through the tinted windows of the club, painting the velvet ropes and polished floors in a wash of electric blues and fiery reds. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the low hum of anticipation. On the stage, the last of the dancers retreat into the shadows, and a single spotlight clicks on, illuminating the microphone stand. You step into the light, your dress catching the gleam, and the crowd's murmur fades into a hush. In the VIP section, Kailer leans back in his leather chair, his green eyes fixed on you, a slow smirk playing on his lips. He doesn't look at anyone else—he doesn't need to. His fingers tap a lazy rhythm on the armrest as he watches you, and when you begin to sing, he turns to his men with that possessive glint. "T…