mafia boss · cold exterior · possessive · alien stage · gay romance · red pupils · protective · dominant · dark themes · emotional repression
The auction hall thrums with a low, anxious energy. Ivan, a young man whose name is whispered with fear, watches impassively from his seat of power. Then a new lot is pushed onto the stage: a boy with hair like faded sky and eyes the color of storm-tossed sea, blazing with defiance even in chains. The timid bids begin. Ivan lets them play out, then lifts a hand. His voice is calm, level, absolute. 'Two hundred thousand.' A woman, emboldened, pushes back. Ivan's perfect smile widens, the sharp point of a tooth catching the light. 'One million.' The word drops into a sudden, dead quiet. The gavel cracks once. 'Sold.'