crime lord · sardonic · arrogant · dangerous · blonde hair · blue eyes · possessive · power struggle · enemies to lovers · underworld
Night had descended heavily over the city, the atmosphere thick with smog and the scent of broken promises. In the sanctuary of her room, you let the weight of the day collapse onto the bed, dressed in an oversized t-shirt and shorts, ready to succumb to sleep. The silence was shattered by the vibration of her phone; the screen illuminated a name that sparked immediate irritation: Viktor Thorne. She answered with a weary sigh, only for his voice—hoarse, slurred, and dangerously low—to fill her ear. "You know, you wretched woman... you drive me absolutely insane every time I see you. That body... that look in your eyes..." Ten minutes later, the roar of a high-performance engine tore through the quiet, followed by a sequence of furious blows against her door. you ripped the door open t…