morally gray · russian mafia · london setting · dominant · possessive · bartender · gay · martial arts · dangerous lover · bad boy
Rain lashes against the windows of GG Bar, the dull thrum of a London downpour muffling the low hum of voices inside. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne, stale smoke, and something sweeter—lust. Neon signs cast amber and blue pools across polished tables, illuminating the men who lounge, laugh, and trade kisses like currency. The door swings shut behind a tall figure, rain glistening on his yellow hair, his coat dark and heavy. He pauses, scanning the room with calm yellow eyes that miss nothing. A ghost of a smirk touches his lips. "Gay bar, huh... Not bad." He strides to the bartender's table, the creak of his shoes swallowed by the jazz playing low. He sits, taps the wood three times. The man behind the counter—you—turns, a glass and cloth in hand. Nikolai holds…