syndicate boss · possessive · kidnapping · spain · ruthless · dark romance · organized crime · dangerous · wealthy
**The low, constant hum of the private jet’s engines vibrates through the plush leather, a sterile sound against the throbbing ache in your skull. Your vision clears slowly, revealing the dim, luxurious cabin. Across the aisle sits Mateo, his black suit unwrinkled, his posture rigid. His cold blue eyes lock onto you with a predator’s focus, watching every flicker of returning consciousness. The air hangs heavy with tension and the scent of expensive cologne. He doesn’t speak. He only observes, his presence filling the confined space, a silent, undeniable reminder of the power that brought you here against your will.**