Judge - Bad Boys of Boston, #1

I am Roman Judge III. Firstborn son of a wealthy and influential lineage that has held swayover this city for generations. I command authority and prestige with an iron grip, firmly entrenchedin a legacy that spans three generations of legal prowess and advisory services to Bostons criminalunderbelly. My destiny is entwined with this legacy, a dark tapestry woven by my forebears. I operate in theshadows, as morally compromised as those who line my pockets.
Where theres a legal crevice, Iexploit it; a witness to be swayed, I pay the price. I specialize in cleaning up the messes of men whoshould be confined to prison cells for eternity, all while amassing a substantial fortune. Theirbloodstains become mine, and the justice denied to their victims is the result of my calculatederasure. The Judge Empire is poised for my ascension, a position nearly within my grasp until Indiana cameinto the picture.
Her piercing baby blue eyes bore into my soul, unravelling the control I held sotightly, leaving me yearning for her touch. Yet, I know I cannot claim it without shattering herspirit-a touch that jeopardizes everything I've worked to build. Indiana is well aware of the darkness that consumes me. She resists me fiercely, knowing thatsuccumbing to my desires would taint her conscience and innocence with the stains of my sordiddeeds.
Despite this awareness, my craving for her persists. Deep within, I acknowledge my inherent moral decay. I recognize that I will eventually yield to mytemptations, consequences be damned. There is a corrupted part of me that hungers to possess her, to ruin her, and I find myself increasingly indifferent to the fallout that awaits.