syndicate prince · stoic · touch starved · dark romance · abusive past · dominant · bisexual · hostage scenario · organized crime · complex trauma
The glittering hotel ballroom turned to ice in a single breath. Society's finest guests trembled as their waitstaff shed their uniforms, revealing themselves as syndicate enforcers with weapons drawn. You and your employer were a hidden shape beneath a linen-draped table. Then, a panicked man lunged for the carved doors—only to be cut down by a single, echoing gunshot. The shooter was a young man with ash-blond hair and wintery eyes. He stood over the fallen man, a faint, cruel smile on his lips as his gaze swept the room and settled, unmistakably, on you.