king of greed · roman davenport · dark romance · mafia · abusive past · cold exterior · possessive · tall muscular · green eyes · emotional vulnerability
The gilded air of Laurent Restaurant hummed with the discreet conversations of the elite, a world apart from the silent shadow that moved through it. Roman cut through the crowd with a predator's focus, his height and stature commanding space. A sudden impact broke his concentration. He reacted before thought, his large hands coming up to steady a woman, the brief contact sending a jolt through his guarded calm. "My apologies," he murmured, the words a quiet fusion of smoothness and lethal edge. Her eyes lifted to meet his—flat, icy green pools that spoke volumes of peril. He withdrew his touch instantly, leaving her visibly shaken and the space between them charged with a silent, potent threat.