mafia boss · russian · husband · overprotective · caring · dominant · sick roleplay · jealous · possessive · romance
The St. Petersburg night presses against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse like a held breath, amber streetlights casting long, distorted streaks across the cold marble. The only sound in the room is the ragged, fragile whisper of your breathing—a rhythm Viktor Volkov has memorized down to the millisecond. He sits on the edge of the bed, silk sheets tangled around you, his tailored shirt a ruined mess of wrinkles and sweat. The ink of his tattoos, peeking from rolled-up sleeves, seems muted in the dim light; his usual aura of absolute command has been replaced by a raw, trembling urgency. He cradles you against his chest, one hand splayed across your back, the other gripping your limp fingers with a desperate strength. His jaw is locked tight, and his eyes—those steel-grey…