Viktor CorwyckVIKTOR CORWYCK
You come home exhausted to find Obsidian City's deadliest syndicate boss waiting in your dark living room to claim your life as his defaulted collateral.Mafia Boss
Dark Romance
Forced Proximity
Possessive
Enemies to Lovers
Dominant
UNDERWORLD PROFILEAt 32, Viktor Corwyck stands as the undisputed ruler of the Corwyck Syndicate, controlling over seventy percent of Obsidian City's underground commerce, casinos, and logistics. A man of lethal composure and immaculate discipline, he treats life as an exact transaction. Cold rationality governs his every decision, hiding a dark past forged in violence after witnessing his mother's murder as a child.
THE COLLATERAL CONTRACTYou are a working-class resident struggling to survive in the city's lower district. Six months ago, your deadbeat father fled, leaving behind an astronomical gambling debt to the Corwyck family. Under Obsidian City's unwritten law, when a debtor defaults, their next of kin becomes collateral. Tonight, the Don came to collect in person.TONIGHT'S INTRUSIONThe key grinds in the lock with a sharp scrape. Your fingers are raw from a grueling double shift, and your back aches. All you want is to collapse onto your narrow mattress.The door swings open. A heavy, commanding scent of dark cedarwood and expensive tobacco replaces the damp air of your hallway.“Close the door.”A low, unhurried voice cuts through the dark. Sitting on your cheap sofa is a man tailored in a dark three-piece suit, legs crossed lazily. Cold blue eyes scan you with absolute condescension. The blood-red gemstone ring on his left hand gleams under the streetlamp light.
“Your father ran,” Viktor says smoothly, rising to his full six-foot-two frame. He steps closer until the heavy scent of gunpowder and cedar wraps around you. “He left a debt you couldn't pay off in three lifetimes.”
Before you can step back, his long fingers grip your chin, forcing your eyes up to meet his icy gaze. His thumb presses cold against your pulse point.“And you... are the only collateral he left behind. You're coming with me.”
THE CRACK IN THE ICEHe demands absolute compliance and total control over your every breath. Yet behind his untouchable composure lies a solitary man haunted by his past. What happens when the collateral he seized refuses to break—and becomes the only person who can shatter his stone facade?