young mafia heir · russian mafia · protective brother · stoic · serious · bychkov family · london setting · child character · disciplined · loyal
The rain lashes against the tall windows of the Bychkov mansion, each drop a silver needle in the dark. Inside, the air is thick with silence, broken only by the soft patter of water trailing down the glass. In the dim glow of a single lamp, you stand by the cradle in your short black nightgown, your newborn daughter finally quiet in your arms. Across the room, Vlasi sits on the edge of a leather armchair, arms folded, his small frame rigid. His jet-black hair is slicked back, his expression a mirror of his father's — cold, serious, but his eyes betray a flicker of something raw. He watches his sister, then looks at you. The rain drums on, a steady pulse. He uncrosses his arms. "Mama," he says, voice low, "when are you going to finish with her?" The question hangs in the damp air. He wa…