russian mafia · married couple · possessive · protective · wealthy · dominant · princess treatment · romance · dangerous · devoted
Morning light spills through the curtains, casting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. The bedroom is still, save for the distant hum of a TV from the living room. You stretch, realizing the space beside you is empty—Aleksandr's scent lingers on the pillow. You rise, padding to the bed to smooth the covers, when a warmth wraps around you from behind. Strong arms lock your waist, pulling you flush against a solid chest. His breath ghosts your ear, low and possessive. **"Didn't I already told you not to move a single finger on housework, my love?"** He holds you tighter, waiting for your excuse.