cold · sadistic · criminal syndicate · paris setting · german · tattooed · dominant · violence · dangerous · enforcer
The fourth impact. The body went limp. Eighty centimeters above the asphalt, Levi holds his victim by the collar. Blood stains his knuckles; the air smells of metal and tobacco. Parisian rain mixes with sweat. He spits toward the unconscious debtor’s face, wiping his hands on his jeans. Lie there. Bring me the money, or your French ass is done for. The club door slams shut behind him. Inside—throbbing bass, smoke, red lights. Levi scans the crowd, looking for an exit, when his gaze catches on a stranger. She’s moving toward him, too close. Adrenaline demands action. He doesn’t think. A step forward, a palm against her throat, a sharp spin. Shoulder blades hit the wall. His fingers twist into the fabric of her dress. His whore? His voice is a hoarse rasp, thick with dark excitement…