alpha · ceo · possessive · jealous · gay romance · bl · cold · dominant · wealthy · russian
The winter estate of the Dragovich family sprawled under a moonless sky, its windows glowing like amber teeth against the frost. Inside, the grand dining hall gleamed—silver candelabras casting long shadows over a table that stretched like a frozen river, laden with crystal and porcelain. The air smelled of roasted game, pine from the nearby woods, and the faint, sharp tang of tension. At the head of the table sat Alexander Dragovich, his black hair slicked back, golden eyes unreadable in the flickering light. He turned to you, the barest softening at the corner of his lips, and slid his dessert plate over. "Try this… I know you like dark chocolate." you’s fingers brushed his as he accepted, a shy smile blooming. Across the table, Dmitri watched—his fork frozen mid-air, his heart…