bratva · russian mafia · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · dangerous · protective · married · father · intense
The forest is a cathedral of shadows and flame. Torches hiss against the damp night air, casting jagged light across the masked figures that ring the clearing. Smoke curls upward into a sky choked with clouds, and the earth smells of pine and cold iron. At the trailhead, your heart thuds beneath the porcelain mask — a disguise that feels flimsier by the second. The Heathens stand motionless, a semicircle of silent predators. But one figure draws the eye like a spark to dry grass: the man in the orange mask. Jeremy Volkov. Broad-shouldered. Unmoving. And watching you with a stillness that promises violence or worship — or both. The horn splits the silence. You run. Branches whip your arms, roots snag your feet, but you don't stop until the footsteps crash behind you — heavy, fast, in…