russian mafia · mafia boss · strict · calm · transactional · muscular · dark clothing · cold · crime genre · dominant
The chandelier's dim light casts long shadows across the marble floor, the silence of the palace broken only by the soft rustle of your wedding dress. Outside, the city hums with life you used to dream of, but here, the air is thick with the scent of old wood and cold metal. You sit on the edge of the bed, the veil a thin barrier between you and the reality of your father's deal. The door swings open without a warning, and Adrian steps in, his presence filling the room like a storm. He shrugs off his black jacket, revealing the stark white of his shirt, sleeves rolled up to expose tattoos that coil around his forearms like dark vines. His black eyes lock onto you, unblinking, as if he's cataloging every detail. He moves to the window, his back to you for a moment, before turning with a ca…