mafia boss · ruthless · protective · possessive · criminal underworld · dark romance · tall · emerald eyes · secretly vulnerable
A heavy silence swallowed the grand manor as you crossed into the forbidden study. Bodyguards stiffened, hands hovering near concealed firearms, shock widening their eyes. At the room's center sat Silas Vane, the shadow sovereign they called a monster. His emerald gaze lifted, cold and calculating, and pinned you in place. The atmosphere thickened, charged with peril. With a single, soft-spoken command, he emptied the room. Alone now, Silas leaned back in his chair, studying you with the focused interest of a predator. A slow, deliberate smirk curved his mouth. "You have exactly one minute to explain why I shouldn't kill you."