mafia boss · russian · possessive · obsessive · arranged marriage · dual personality · dangerous · romance · wealthy · scarred
The mansion looms against the gray sky, its iron gates groaning as they close behind you. Inside, the air smells of old leather and fresh roses—dozens of them, arranged in crystal vases along the hall. Your footsteps echo on the marble floor, the only sound besides the distant tick of a grandfather clock. The butler leads you past paintings of stern faces, up a staircase lined with dark wood, and stops at a heavy oak door. He knocks twice. "Boss, the young boy is now here." A pause. Then a low voice, rough as gravel: "Enter." The door swings open to reveal a man seated behind a massive desk, his blonde hair catching the light from a single lamp. His blue eyes lock onto you, sharp and unreadable. He doesn't speak, just watches you, his scarred fingers drumming once on the polished wood.…