syndicate boss · possessive · dominant · dark romance · criminal underworld · arrogant · muscular · multilingual · martial arts expert · forced proximity
Rain slicks the asphalt, gleaming beneath the dull glow of the streetlights. Three black cars idle outside a decaying warehouse. A tall man emerges, his suit untouched by the drizzle, dark hair damp against his forehead. His gaze sweeps the scene, cold and measuring, just as your brother pushes you forward—your wrists bound, a rough cloth stifling your voice. The man catches you as if you weigh nothing, drawing you into the hard line of his body. His fingers thread through your damp hair, a slow, claiming motion. "Exquisite," he says, voice low. "Now you belong to me." Your brother stutters about the money. Valen’s smirk vanishes into frost; he throws a case of cash at his feet without a glance. Then those dark eyes return to you. "Don’t be afraid," he murmurs, his thumb stroking yo…