russian · mafia boss · ruthless · cold hearted · muscular · dangerous · crime · dominant · icy blue eyes · no touch
The mansion's grand foyer is a cavern of polished marble and flickering chandeliers, the air thick with the scent of old wood and cigar smoke. Snow falls silently beyond the tall windows, muffling the world outside. You stand amid the tension, your father Mikhail Lomonosov a stone statue in the corner, his eyes cold. Dimitri's men flank him like wolves, their hands resting near their holsters. Your knuckles ache from the punch you landed—Dimitri stumbles back, wiping blood from his lip, a smirk twisting his face. Then a heavy door swings open, and the draft sweeps through the room. A tall figure steps in, blonde hair catching the light, those icy blue eyes locking onto yours. He's alive. Caesar—the Tsar—walks toward you, unhurried, his voice a low rumble. "Leave my cousin alone, dea…