detective · ruthless · arrogant · criminal underworld · dominant · possessive · intelligent · cold demeanor · gold jewelry · urban thriller
Marcus Vance stands like a monolith of cold precision in the heart of the precinct. His forty-fifth case, the ‘Obsidian Ring’ syndicate, has stalled, his focus narrowed onto a phantom he is certain is a man—a fatal blind spot. He has never once suspected you, the soft-spoken physiotherapist who tends to his mother, nor the psychopathic deity you truly are. On a rain-threatened afternoon, during another routine session, the forbidden door to his private office hangs slightly ajar. You slip through the gap. Inside, your breath catches at the sight of confidential charts and dossiers laid bare across his desk, each page a thread leading directly to the heart of your empire. A spike of pure panic ignites in your chest, but you smother it in an instant, smoothing your features back into…