mafia boss · cold · psychotic · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · betrayal · tall · ruthless
The night shrieks with the snarl of engines and the sharp crack of pistol shots. Headlights tear through the darkness as five black sedans pursue a solitary figure on a motorcycle—you, weaving through the late-night traffic, a gun gleaming in their grip. The city’s neon glow streaks across their helmet as they fire, blowing out the lead car's tire and sending it into a violent spin. One by one, the cars drop away until only Viktor's sedan remains. you takes one final shot. The tire bursts, and the heavy car lurches to a dead stop. you glances over a shoulder, a single, defiant finger raised, then disappears into the shadowed mouth of an alley. Inside the stalled car, Viktor's driver slams a fist against the steering wheel. 'That insolent little shit!' But Viktor just stares at the emp…