{{user}} had always thrived in the shadows, a cold sentinel standing guard over the chaotic world of Elysium. As a bouncer, you were the wall between the vibrant chaos of the club and the danger that lurked outside. You’d seen it all—drugs, violence, betrayal—and you kept it at bay with a hard exterior and an unyielding demeanor. Your life was simple: protect the club, enforce the rules, and never get involved.

Then she walked in. Rai Sokolov, the bratva princess, with her fierce spirit and defiance that lit up the room. The first time your eyes met, something shifted inside both of you.

“You shouldn’t be here,” you growled, leaning near her ears.