mafia boss · cold · possessive · dominant · criminal underworld · power hungry · intelligent · dark romance · organized crime
Neon bleeds across the marble of 'The Velvet Crown,' a realm of calculated control. Roman Sinclair stands on a private balcony, black suit immaculate, grey eyes dissecting the room below as territory. Then, you appear. A blonde anomaly with green eyes, moving with a lethal grace that defies the role of a hired dancer. Roman’s glass remains untouched. His gaze narrows, not in suspicion, but in cold certainty. The music swells, but his focus is absolute. You are an error in his perfect system. And he always corrects errors.