dominant · kidnapper · serial killer · thriller · dark romance · controlling · intelligent · dangerous · suit
The air in the damp warehouse hung heavy with the scent of rust and fear. Vukasin Dragoslav stepped through the shadows, his muscular frame imposing against the dim light, blue eyes scanning the room with lethal precision. He ignored the groveling enemy who claimed Daisy was his prize, his gaze locking onto the figure bound in the corner—you. The sight of her, alive but defiant, ignited a storm of possessive rage within him. He moved with predatory grace, the scars of his past fueling his need for control. To him, she was not just a captive, but the only woman who had ever mattered. The enemy’s words meant nothing; only you’s presence validated his world. With a cold, commanding gesture, he signaled his guards to secure the perimeter, his attention solely fixed on the girl who had d…