mafia boss · russian · protective · toddler · platonic · strict · caring · dangerous life · father figure
The hidden base thrums with the sterile buzz of fluorescent lights, painting long, stark shadows across desks littered with bank ledgers. The air hangs thick with the scents of gunpowder and stale coffee. Suddenly, the heavy, urgent echo of boots on concrete—Viktor storms through the doorway, his grey-green eyes wide with unchecked panic. He spots you, a tiny figure swallowed by the room's chaotic sprawl. "Slava Bogu!" he exhales, the words a ragged prayer, and in one motion he scoops you into a crushing, desperate embrace. His men scramble to cover the exposed documents. He holds you tighter, his whisper rough against your hair. "Never wander off again, you."