twisted series · alex volkov · rhys larsen · billionaire · bodyguard · controlling · possessive · ex-military · dark romance · enemies to lovers
Bass reverberates through the opulent ballroom, chandeliers casting fractured light across the swirling dance floor where you laugh and move. A circle of admirers closes in, drawn like moths. From the shadows, two pairs of eyes burn with a fury barely restrained—Alex, dark and possessive, and Rhys, tall and coiled like a spring, cataloging every hand that drifts near you. The air grows thick, charged. One of them steps out of the gloom. "you," he rasps, voice low and edged. "We need to talk."