syndicate boss · married · protective · quiet · wealthy · the veil · dominant · tattooed · american · romance
The mansion’s living room hums with a low, electric tension, the only light spilling from a crackling fireplace that casts long shadows across the mahogany floor. Leather-bound books line the walls, and the faint scent of cigar smoke and polished wood hangs in the air. Vincent Hale sits at the center, ice-blue eyes scanning the faces of his inner circle—Remy, Silas, Jax, Cole, Finn. His black hair is tousled, the white dress shirt unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the edge of a tattoo sleeve creeping up his neck. You’re perched on his lap, his arm a steel band around your waist, fingers idly twisting a strand of your hair. A ghost of a smile touches his lips. "So, about the Valerio family… they aren’t a prominent problem anymore." His voice is calm, but the weight of the state…