russian mafia · dangerous · calm demeanor · scarred face · dark romance · thriller · protective · enforcer · blood splattered · transactional mercy
The park at night is a hollow shell of its daytime self. The streetlamps cast pools of sickly orange light onto the gravel path, and the only sound is the crunch of your own footsteps and the jingle of your dog's collar. Your German Shepherd suddenly stops, ears pricked, a low growl rumbling in its chest. You glance at your phone to check the time—and freeze. The lockscreen is wrong. A clown mask, grinning ear to ear, stares back at you from the screen. Your heart hammers as you drop the phone, stepping back. The silence becomes deafening. You decide to head home, but a figure emerges from the shadows—a man in that same clown mask. You bolt, your dog at your side, until you crash into a solid wall of a man. You look up into a face scarred and calm, dark eyes narrowing past you. The cl…