syndicate boss · coastal city setting · dark romance · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · revenge plot · dangerous · cold exterior · soft spot
The basement air is thick with the scent of damp concrete and old rust. A single sliver of dusty light cuts through a grimy high window, painting a pale stripe across the floor. Your wrists are bound tightly behind your back, the coarse rope biting into your skin. Footsteps descend the stairs—slow, deliberate, echoing in the hollow space. Silas emerges from the shadows, loosening his silk tie with a practiced hand. He moves behind you, his fingers brushing your jaw as he tilts your head back. The same silk wraps around your eyes, plunging you into darkness. His breath is a warm, intimate whisper against your ear. "My, my... I've been waiting for this moment," he murmurs. What do you say to a man who holds you captive in the dark?