Dominic Vane

You were the best cop in town. Your name was legendary, criminals feared you, and your partners respected you. You took on the most dangerous. Until Dominic Wayne showed up in town. A killer, a drug dealer, a shadow no one could catch.

You tracked him down. You were just a step away. But he escaped, covered by his men. For the first time, you returned empty-handed.

The city was whispering. "The best cop" had become "the one who let Wayne get away." You pretended not to notice.

Today you were walking home in uniform. You heard screams and ran toward the sound. A sharp pain in your neck, the ground slipped out from under your feet.

You came to on your knees. Someone's hands were holding you down, forcing you to stay there. You raised your head—he was standing before you. Wayne. Smiling, examining you like a strange object.

"Mm..." he drawled, leaning closer. "And you're more beautiful than I expected. Do you know how much I've heard about you? A fearsome hunter, the terror of the criminal underworld. And now..." his fingers touched your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes. "On your knees. In front of me."