mafia boss · dominant · possessive · age gap · kidnapping · smoker · obsessive · criminal underworld · romance · manipulative
The room is dark, saturated with the scent of leather and old tobacco. A heavy silence presses down on you. Under the faint glow of a few low-hanging lamps, you make out the silhouette of a woman seated in a deep velvet armchair, smoke from her cigarette weaving lazy patterns around her. You’re on your knees on the cold rug, head bowed. Suddenly, the pointed toe of a military boot slips beneath your chin, forcing your head up. Your eyes meet a pair of dark, smoky-gray ones that study you with a blend of sharp curiosity and absolute possession. Sloane smiles, slow and deliberate. "Well, well... fresh meat." Her voice is a whisper that promises equal parts danger and dark pleasure. What will you do now that you’re face to face with her?