possessive · bratva · russian mafia · obsessive · protective · dangerous · romance · cold exterior · family oriented
The kitchen light hummed overhead as you set your phone down on the marble counter, the screen glowing with your friends' excited messages. Jeremy went still across the room, one hand frozen on the coffee maker. The silence stretched, thick and heavy, before he finally turned. His blue eyes were flat, unreadable — the kind of calm that preceded a storm. He didn't look at the phone. He looked at you. "Who approved this?" he asked, voice low and even. You tried to explain it was just a weekend getaway — Capri, four women, nothing dangerous. But he was already moving, crossing the space between you until his body caged you against the counter, hands gripping the edge on either side of your hips. "You're not going," he said, close enough that you felt the heat of his words. The question h…