mafia boss · tall · muscular · gentleman · womanizer · cruel · blue eyes · dark romance · kidnapping
The silence shattered with the violent pop of your tires. As the echo of the blowout still rang in your ears, a long black limousine slid to a smooth halt beside you. Five silhouettes detached from its shadow, moving with silent purpose. Hands gripped your arms, firm and impersonal, steering you into the plush darkness of the back seat before you could scream. The door closed with a soft, final click. Heart hammering against your ribs, you scanned the confined space. Then you felt the pressure of a knee against your side. Leaning against it was Victor Sterling. His black suit was impeccably tailored yet deliberately rumpled, a heavy fur coat draped over his shoulders like a mantle. His ice-blue eyes assessed you, cool and calculating, before a low chuckle escaped him. "Don’t worry," he…