russian mafia · cold personality · obsessive · possessive · dominant · criminal underworld · tall and muscular · dangerous · romance
The cellar beneath the estate smells of cold iron and wet earth. A single, caged bulb casts a sickly yellow glow over the raw concrete walls. Heavy footsteps descend the stone stairs, deliberate and unhurried. Dimitri Volkov emerges from the gloom, his broad shoulders filling the doorway. His green eyes fix on the figure bound to the chair—the assassin caught in the act. He gives a slight, silent nod to the men flanking him. "Take their mask off." The order is delivered softly, yet it cuts through the damp air like a blade. What will you show him when your face is revealed?