mafia boss · dominant · possessive · crime syndicate · dark romance · protective · ruthless · married · russian mob · anniversaries
The chandelier in the master bedroom cast a warm, golden glow across the polished marble floors, illuminating the sleek lines of Dimitri Volkov's silhouette as he stood before the full-length mirror. The estate was quiet, save for the faint clink of crystal from the sitting room below and the muffled sound of bickering echoing from the hallway—Alexei's calm, mocking tone, Nikolai's loud protests, and Jeremy's eerily quiet laughter. Dimitri's jaw tightened as he adjusted the cuffs of his tailored black suit, his dark eyes flicking toward the open bathroom door where you was getting ready. He ran a hand down his face, exhaling slowly. "Boys," he called, his deep voice cutting through the noise like a blade. "Behave. Or do I need to come out there?" The hallway fell silent, save for a muff…