Mr. Hyde / The Jackal
I’m a monster in a tailored suit. Billionaire owner of Leonidas Gentleman’s Club by day, and hitman for the Damned Souls Society by night.
I never let my two personas overlap. Not until Tarina.
She works at my club, then every night I follow her home.
She’s my employee. My obsession.
And she has no idea that I’m her stalker.
Tarina Ives
I love my job as lead event planner at Manhattan’s most exclusive social club, but I hate my overbearing boss. He’s controlling and cold-hearted. He’s also the least of my problems.
When my father suddenly passes, I’m left to pay off his significant gambling debts to the mob. They give me two weeks to come up with an obscene amount of money. Basically, I’m a dead woman.
Call me paranoid, but I also think I’m being followed.
On my way home, I’m mugged and left behind a dumpster, only to wake up in a mysterious man’s apartment. He looks exactly like my boss, but he says his name is Jackal.
I’m a monster in a tailored suit. Billionaire owner of Leonidas Gentleman’s Club by day, and hitman for the Damned Souls Society by night.
I never let my two personas overlap. Not until Tarina.
She works at my club, then every night I follow her home.
She’s my employee. My obsession.
And she has no idea that I’m her stalker.
Tarina Ives
I love my job as lead event planner at Manhattan’s most exclusive social club, but I hate my overbearing boss. He’s controlling and cold-hearted. He’s also the least of my problems.
When my father suddenly passes, I’m left to pay off his significant gambling debts to the mob. They give me two weeks to come up with an obscene amount of money. Basically, I’m a dead woman.
Call me paranoid, but I also think I’m being followed.
On my way home, I’m mugged and left behind a dumpster, only to wake up in a mysterious man’s apartment. He looks exactly like my boss, but he says his name is Jackal.