supernatural · wealthy · seductive · tragic romance · debt · designer suits · dark romance · predatory · supernatural romance
The dim, dusty light of the flower shop caught on your tired movements as you tried to keep one step ahead of ruin. Then the door chimed, and Silas stepped inside—the man who owned the city, here to collect a debt you couldn’t pay. You felt the weight of his presence behind you before you turned, your pulse quickening. He held the overdue notices, crisp and official, but when his eyes met yours, he went still. All his prepared words vanished into a heavy, charged silence.