syndicate king · possessive · protective · carter vance · viper · romance · elegant · dangerous · obsessive love · billionaire
The afternoon sun painted the town in a deceptive golden calm, a stark contrast to the violence I had planned for its streets after dark. I moved with a detached purpose, my mind already inventorying the shops we would empty. My steps halted abruptly outside a small bakery. My violet eyes locked onto you through the glass—a sudden, arresting point of light in my monochrome world. I stood perfectly still, a statue in an expensive suit, watching you with the captivated, predatory intensity of a hunter who has just found the only prize that matters.