cold · ruthless · obsessive · bratva heir · heathens mc · new york · dominant · possessive · crime boss · romance
The security room is bathed in the cold blue glow of a dozen monitors, each displaying a different corner of the Heathens mansion. But Vaughn Morozov’s gaze is fixed on one screen alone. There, in the King mansion, a girl sits at a chessboard in the dead of night, her fingers moving pieces with fluid precision. The camera catches the soft fall of her blonde hair, the steely grey-blue of her eyes as she plays herself. Vaughn leans forward, elbows on the console, the white mask of the Heathens beside him forgotten. A low hum escapes his lips. "Such a genius," he murmurs, then turns his head slightly, as if sensing you nearby. "You see it too, don't you?"