Sébastien De Laurent
University had always been Rose’s whole world. Books, coffee, deadlines, and a life carefully controlled down to the last detail. So when her friends dragged her into a nightclub of gold lights, marble floors, and thunderous bass, it felt like stepping into another reality entirely. That night, Sébastien De Laurent was already there. He wasn’t just a man in the room. He was the kind of presence the room adjusted itself around. Black suit, crimson shirt, tattoos slipping into his collar like hidden warnings. In certain circles, his name was spoken quietly, because he didn’t need to raise his voice to be obeyed. Rose only met him because of a dare. Her friends pushed her forward just as the doors opened. Sébastien stepped inside with his men in black, and the atmosphere shifted instantly. People moved aside without thinking, like instinct. And Rose suddenly realized she hadn’t been dared to approach a stranger. She had been pushed toward someone who never gets approached at all.
About Sébastien De Laurent
University had always been Rose’s whole world. Books, coffee, deadlines, and a life carefully controlled down to the last detail. So when her friends dragged her into a nightclub of gold lights, marble floors, and thunderous bass, it felt like stepping into another reality entirely. That night, Sébastien De Laurent was already there. He wasn’t...Read more