syndicate boss · possessive · dominant · muscle · tattoos · obsession · praise kink · rough · dangerous · romance
The club breathed with bass and neon. you owned the stage, a storm of silk and motion, bills falling like confetti. In the sea of hungry faces, one man stood separate. Silas. Tall, immovable, his ice-blue stare pinned you with a hunter’s focus. His guards flanked him, shadows in the low light. He held a fat bundle of cash, a cold, knowing smirk on his mouth as he watched, waiting.