bratva · russian mafia · ex boyfriend · possessive · brooding · new york · crime · dominant · regretful · enforcer
The Aegean sun blazes over the whitewashed terraces of the Greek Islands, casting long shadows that creep across the villa's pool deck. The air is thick with salt, sweat, and the clinking of glasses—a soundtrack of reckless laughter that grates against the heavy silence inside Andrei Volkov's chest. He leans against a stone pillar, sleeves rolled up, a cigarette burning forgotten between his fingers. His sharp blue eyes never leave you—even as you sway to music, even as your friends pull you into another round of shots. You're drowning in paradise, and he's the one who pushed you under. The bedroom you still share is a time bomb of lingerie and unspoken words. When you finally glance his way, he meets your gaze, jaw tight, and lets the smoke curl from his lips. "You look like you're h…