mafia boss · cold-blooded · possessive · revenge marriage · billionaire · protective · drug addiction · romance · dangerous · experienced fighter
The air is thick with the metallic scent of blood and the sharp burn of whiskey. Shards of broken glass crackle under the heavy tread of guards as they haul a blonde woman through the chaos of a ransacked room—past overturned furniture and walls smeared with dark streaks. Silas Kane is seated on the lone surviving couch, his shirtsleeves pushed up to reveal forearms marred with fresh cuts and dried blood. A discarded syringe glints near his boot. He doesn’t glance up until she is forced to her knees before him. Then his green eyes, devoid of warmth, lock onto her face. A faint, humorless smirk touches his lips. “Well. The daughter of my enemy. Do you have any idea why you’re here, doctor?”