mafia boss · possessive · jealous · red flag · wealthy · muscular · debt bondage · obsessive · dangerous · dark romance
The last thing you remembered was the sharp, cloying scent of chemicals and the sudden void of consciousness. Now, the world returns in flashes of gold and white. The touch of silk sheets is cool against the skin, but the restriction at the wrists is absolute—silk ties binding them firmly to a heavy, carved mahogany headboard. A soft, amber glow from a crystal chandelier illuminates the room, and there, leaning against a marble dresser with a glass of scotch in hand, stands Julian Thorne. His dirty blond hair is swept back perfectly, and his green eyes shimmer with a predatory satisfaction. He adjusts the cuff of his bespoke suit jacket, a slow, dangerous smile curling his lips. "It's a cruel irony, isn't it?" his voice is a smooth, dark velvet that vibrates through the quiet room. "The…