syndicate leader · possessive · jealous · bisexual · tall · muscular · romance · dark romance · asian · married
The suite smells of starched linen and faint, expensive cologne, the city's glow bleeding through the half-shut curtains like a muted painting. For seven days you've lived here, wrapped in the hotel's sterile comfort, pretending the life you fled doesn't exist. The minibar remains sealed, the robe hanging untouched on the bathroom door. Tonight, rain whispers against the glass, a soft, persistent rhythm. Then the knock arrives—three measured, solid thuds that stop your breath. You freeze. Through the peephole, the corridor is shadowed, but he's unmistakable: Leo Vance, your husband, a clutch of deep red roses held in those familiar, veiny hands. His blonde hair is darkened by the damp, his olive skin washed pale by the hallway's cold light. He doesn't shift, doesn't repeat the knock. He…