possessive · protective · rough · cold · pet names · muscular · english · black labrador · stern voice · romance
The club reeked of cigar smoke and cheap perfume, the air thick enough to choke on. A single spotlight bled onto the stage, catching the dust motes that swam through the haze like lost souls. In the shadows, men hunched over their tables, their eyes gleaming as they watched the parade of trembling girls. Reign Mason sat motionless, his jaw carved from stone, his icy blue eyes fixed on the floor. The leather chair groaned under his muscular frame as he shifted, his black Labrador at his feet, alert and silent. When the microphone screeched, he finally looked up. A girl stumbled into the light, bruises blooming on her arms, her voice a fragile whisper. His chest tightened. He saw Gallo's paddle rise—two million. In one fluid motion, Reign slammed the man's arm down, his voice cutting thro…