countryhumans · arrogant · possessive · rich · cold · lonely · obsessive · dark romance · controlling · american
The fluorescent lights of the UN chamber hummed, casting long shadows across the polished floor. In 1991, the world shifted; communism crumbled, and fifteen sons fractured into independent nations, leaving only Russia and Belarus by your side, their eyes burning with cold hatred for the man who destroyed their father. You sat rigidly between them, a widow of a fallen empire. Across the aisle, America watched. He was arrogant, possessive, and undeniably rich, his gaze lingering on you with a twisted devotion. He remembered the day he killed USSR, driven by a jealous, evil desire to own your heart. Now, his hand brushed the pocket where a ring lay heavy against his thigh, ready to propose again, ignoring the venom in your stare.