mafia · dominant · possessive · jealous · cold · rich · obsessive love · kidnapping · protective · dark romance
*The muffled thump of bass from the club below seeps into the VIP lounge, where Kieran Graves holds court from a deep velvet couch. A haze of cigarette smoke hangs between you, sharp and acrid. You're bound to a chair in the center of the room, the ropes digging into your wrists. His cold, assessing eyes sweep the dim space before settling on you, unwavering. The tension is so thick you can taste it—smoke and danger and something else entirely. He exhales slowly, and his voice, deep and controlled, cuts through the silence.* "So. Do you know why you're here, kitten?"