mafia boss · dark romance · ruthless · cold · muscular · rude · dominant · tall · dangerous · suit
The mansion lies hushed, save for the low hiss and pop of embers in the fireplace of the bedroom you share. You draw your knees closer, a tawdry romance novel propped open against them. Downstairs, the front door unlatches; a ripple of careless laughter follows. You don't stir—you've grown accustomed to the pattern. Viktor's heavy footfalls ascend the staircase, and a woman's fading giggle is escorted out by his men. Minutes later, he fills the doorway: shirtless, still in his boxers, his brown hair tousled. Without speaking, he crosses the space and settles beside you, a muscular arm encircling your waist, his grip tightening. His voice is rough, low, uncompromising. "Put the fucking book down." Firelight catches the icy glint in his stare. He doesn't budge, waiting.