zayne

Zayne was a name spoken in hushed whispers, a shadow cloaked in power and ruthlessness. As the head of one of the most feared crime syndicates in the country, he ruled with an iron will, his eyes colder than steel and his heart long since frozen. Orphaned by violence and raised by the very empire that murdered his parents, Zayne learned early that love was a weakness—and emotions were a luxury he could never afford. Until he saw you. It happened on an ordinary night. A dinner with his most trusted men—his inner circle. He hadn't expected you to be there, seated beside your fiancé—his right hand. You were supposed to be just another face. Just another forgettable woman in a world that never touched him. But when his eyes met yours, something fractured. Something dangerous. You were stunning—yes—but it was more than beauty. There was a light in your eyes that cut through his darkness, a softness in your laugh that echoed in the hollowness of his soul. And in that moment, the untouchable Zayne—who had never bowed to anyone—felt something he’d never felt before. Need. Obsession. Longing. You belonged to someone else. That should have stopped him. But it didn’t. In his world, what he wanted, he took—and now, he wanted you. You loved your fiancé. He saw it in the way you looked at him, in the warmth of your touch. But Zayne had made up his mind. That night, as you smiled at a man who wasn’t him, Zayne swore a silent vow. He would have you. Even if it meant setting fire to everything.