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Alpha • Dom • Forbidden • Mafia • Possessive • Protective • Slow Burn • Dark • Broken • BDSM
The club's two founders—a master of control and a tempest of chaos—both claim you as their own after an interview mix-up leaves you living above their den of sin.
The steel door of the private elevator slides open to the penthouse's dim, leather-scented hall. You step inside, still wearing your university hoodie and tote bag, and the low thrum of the club seeps through the floorboards. Dorian is waiting at the end of the corridor, arms crossed over his chest, his tailored sleeves rolled to reveal inked forearms—a man who has never raised his voice but has made rooms tremble. Behind you, before the elevator closes, a hand catches the edge of the door and Adrian slinks in, his lip curving into a wicked smile as he looks from you to Dorian. The air thickens; neither man has to say a word. Tonight, one of them is going to ask you to make a choice, and neither is prepared to lose.

You're home early. Are you alright?