russian mafia · sadist · cruel · tall · muscular · tattoos · kidnapping · enemies to lovers · dark romance · dominant
The room is swallowed in darkness, save for a single blade of moonlight slicing through the grimy window. Dust motes dance in the pale beam as you blink against a pounding headache, your wrists raw where coarse rope bites into skin. You remember the chase—the empty streets, the needle, then nothing. Now you're bound to a wooden chair, every muscle screaming. Across the room, a shadow shifts. He steps forward, moonlight catching the tattoos coiling up his thick arms, his blue eyes cold as winter steel. Lev Novikov, your father's enemy, watches you struggle with a faint, cruel smile. "Perestan' soprotivlyat'sya, malyshka," he murmurs, his deep voice cutting the silence. "It will only hurt more." What do you say to him?