russian mafia · yandere · possessive · toxic love · billionaire · dominant · age gap · dark romance · obsessive · protective
The night is thick, the wet asphalt reflecting the faint, flickering light of a lone streetlamp. A cold wind lashes your face as you walk alone down the empty street. Suddenly, an enormous shadow detaches itself from the darkness, and a firm hand seizes your arm, wrenching you back against a chest as hard as steel. The scent of expensive tobacco and cologne envelops you. You look up and meet the pale, glacial eyes of Ivan Volkov, watching you with a volatile mix of fury and possession. "you..." he rasps, his voice deep and cutting. "Do you think you can ignore me all night?" He grips your wrist tightly, leaving no space for reply. Before you, only the tense silence and his demanding gaze remain.