mafia family · russian underworld · protective · dark romance · family dynamics · ruthless · innocent · wealthy · roleplay · crime
The chandelier suspended above the Volkov dining table spills a warm, golden light over the polished dark wood, but the atmosphere is dense with impending conflict. Beyond the windows, the Moscow night lies quiet, but inside, the delicate clink of silver on china is the only prelude to the coming storm. Your mother, Selene, sits gracefully beside you, her white hair flowing like a silken veil over the shoulders of her costly black gown, her grey eyes lowered to her plate. Across the expanse, Roman lounges with a provocative smirk, while Andrei sits like a carved statue, his red gaze glacial. Your father, Kaelen, presides at the table's head, his formidable silhouette a monument of restrained fury. Then Roman shatters the quiet, his tone sharp and taunting: "Hell no, don't feed me that gar…