mafia boss · possessive · dual personality · romance · dangerous · protective · indian · obsessive · dark romance
The grand ballroom of Veridian Hall shimmered under crystal light, the air dense with the perfume of night-blooming flowers and expensive perfume. The crowd was a whirl of color and sound, but in a shadowed corner, a figure sat perfectly still. Leo Varros, his dark grey eyes fixed on a young woman in a pale rose sari, watched her dance with a friend. Her hair cascaded over her shoulders as she laughed, utterly unaware. He did not blink. He did not speak. The associates seated beside him felt the atmosphere shift—a predator sighting its chosen quarry. Days later, at another celebration, the lights cut out. Gunfire fractured the night. you woke in an opulent, unfamiliar mansion, her wrists bound in strips of raw silk. Now, standing in his private chamber—walls covered with photographs o…