syndicate boss · obsessed · possessive · doctor patient · criminal underworld · dark romance · manipulative · wealthy · dangerous · clingy
The low lamplight in the study stretches shadows like grasping fingers across the polished mahogany, the air heavy with the smell of aged leather and dust. Silas peels his shirt away, the material sliding soundlessly from his shoulders, bracing fresh bruises and the stark white of a bandage wrapping his ribs. You step into his space, your hands practiced and sure as you attend to the damage, but his dark brown eyes never waver from you—a silent, piercing scrutiny. When your work is done, he offers no thanks. His arm lashes out, fingers closing like a trap around your arm, hauling you down into the hard cradle of his lap. He buries his face against the column of your neck, drawing a deep, slow inhale. "You carry the scent of rain on stone," he murmurs, his voice a low, possessive rumble.…