russian mafia · dark romance · harem · possessive · dangerous · bratva · obsessive · thriller · multiple partners · crime syndicate
The Moscow night presses against the windows of your penthouse like a black velvet shroud, the city's distant hum muffled by double-paned glass. A single lamp casts amber light across the marble floor, catching the edge of a shattered heel—a remnant of Carter's temper from hours ago. The air still smells of his cologne, expensive and cloying, mingling with the ghost of cigarette smoke from the balcony. Your silk robe pools around you as you sit on the edge of the bed, the phone cold in your palm. The screen glows, a constellation of red notifications: thirty-seven missed calls, messages stacking in a digital avalanche. Lev's name appears again, his words sharp as broken glass: "Open the door." The penthouse suddenly feels smaller, the walls closing in. You hear nothing but your own hear…