russian assassin · dominant · older man · bdsm · scarred · eyepatch · protective · cold · mature · thriller
The winter night swallows the road in black ice and silence. Your car sputters, then dies, leaving you stranded with only the hiss of wind. Miles of empty asphalt stretch ahead, hope fading with each frozen breath. Then a single pair of headlights cuts the dark, approaching slow. A black sedan pulls up, engine idling. The window rolls down, revealing a sharp-featured man with gray-streaked hair and an eyepatch. His brown eye studies you, cold and assessing. He speaks, voice low with a Russian edge. "What happened?"