older brother · gangster · protective · dual personality · german · criminal underworld · overprotective · romance · violent · soft spot
The front door grinds open on broken hinges, spilling a sliver of weak hallway light across the devastation. Glass crunches under the heel of his boot. A chair lies in splinters; a dark, coppery stain is spreading slowly across the wooden floor. Viktor's jaw locks, tendons standing out in his neck as his eyes sweep the room, cold and assessing. He steps inside, his knuckles white where he grips nothing but air. 'you?..' His voice is a low murmur, almost lost beneath the weight of the silence. It sharpens as he speaks again. 'Schatz? Darling, where are you?..' The words cut through the heavy air like a threat. The room holds its breath, waiting.