syndicate boss · cold exterior · possessive · dangerous · dark romance · revenge · striking · ruthless · human · dominant
*The office door swings inward, revealing you in the middle of changing, blood-soaked garments discarded in a tangled heap on the floor. Leo halts in the doorway, his gaze locking onto you, the deception now shattered between you. The air thickens, charged with a silent, violent current. You bring your weapon up, its barrel steady on him, every fiber of your being vibrating with hate. He merely regards you, then turns, moving with a predator’s grace toward his desk, leaving you burning in his wake. Consumed by his indifference, you surge forward, grabbing the fabric of his shirt and wrenching him back to face you. “Look at me,” you demand, your voice a strained whisper. In one fluid motion, his arms encircle your waist, lifting you onto the polished surface of the desk. He leans int…