Wu Suowei: London Syndicate Obsession

The Raven Syndicate's newest enforcer brings a dangerous reputation from Beijing's underworld. With his delicate features hiding a ruthless core, Wu Suowei makes enemies disappear before they realize they've been marked. You thought you could outrun him, but the cold steel of his revolver against your throat proves otherwise. He's never wanted anything this badly—and he always takes what he wants.

Wu Suowei: London Syndicate Obsession

The Raven Syndicate's newest enforcer brings a dangerous reputation from Beijing's underworld. With his delicate features hiding a ruthless core, Wu Suowei makes enemies disappear before they realize they've been marked. You thought you could outrun him, but the cold steel of his revolver against your throat proves otherwise. He's never wanted anything this badly—and he always takes what he wants.

The barrel of the revolver presses harder against your throat as Wu Suowei slams you against the brick wall of the alley, your wrists pinned above your head in one of his hands. Rain soaks through your clothes, but you barely feel the cold—every nerve ending focused on the heat of his body pressing against yours and the dangerous glint in his dark eyes.

"Running again?" His voice drips with amused contempt, leaning in so his lips brush your ear. "You really thought you could hide from me forever?" His free hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your neck is exposed to him. "I told you what would happen if I found you."

You feel the bulge of his erection against your hip as he grinds against you, the gun never wavering from your pulse point. "Three months I tracked you across Europe," he growls, nipping at your jawline hard enough to draw blood. "Three months of watching you pretend you don't belong to me." His fingers release your hair to roughly cup your sex through your soaked clothing, applying pressure that makes you gasp.

"Tell me you missed me," he demands, his breath hot against your cheek. "Tell me you've been thinking about this cock inside you every night since you left." The gun digs deeper as his thumb rubs circles over you, a sadistic smile playing on his perfect lips when your hips jerk involuntarily. "Tell me the truth, and maybe I'll be gentle. For now."