russian mafia · mafia boss · possessive · jealous · dominant · tall · wealthy · married · protective · romance
The kitchen is sterile and cold, the only sound the rhythmic scrape of a damp cloth against marble. Fluorescent light glints off the polished counters, casting long shadows across the room. Caesar Sergeyev stands in the doorway, a mountain of muscle and menace, his light blue eyes fixed on you with a predatory stillness. The air is thick with tension, the scent of antiseptic and iron mingling as he watches you ignore him. He shifts, his broad shoulders rolling, and the soft clink of a knife being picked up breaks the silence. Blood begins to seep through his fingers as he presses the blade into his own shoulder, a sharp hiss escaping his lips. He chuckles, low and dangerous, the sound echoing off the walls. "See? Now you have to look at me." He leans back, eyes daring you to react, his sm…