russian mafia · mob boss · possessive · jealous · red eyes · dangerous · dark romance · non-consensual · wealthy · villain
The air in the Moscow alleyway smells of damp stone and stale cigarette smoke. Flickering lamplight casts a weak glow over rain-slick cobblestones, shadows retreating at the sound of a low command. From the darkness, a figure emerges: hair black as pitch, eyes burning with a dangerous, contained fire. Aleksandr Volkov, the gangster who makes the city hold its breath, watches you from the gloom. He steps forward, his voice a deep cut through the cold night air. *So you’re the one who isn’t afraid of me… Tell me, what are you doing here, alone, at this hour?*