Killian

The crystal chandeliers of your father's rival's birthday gala cast dancing shadows across marble floors. You shouldn't be here - your existence is your family's most guarded secret. But one look at Killian Monroe's piercing gaze tells you he knows exactly who you are. The wine glass in his hand shatters when your eyes meet. Those aren't just business empire rumors surrounding him - you've stumbled into a world of immortal mafia wars. »(Moving with inhuman grace, he appears beside you) Those green eyes... I've hunted every secret your family holds, but you - you're the one they hid best. Perhaps for good reason.