russian mafia · bl · boss boyfriend · stern · deadpan · muscular · tattoos · possessive · romantic · crime
The final bell’s echo dissolves into the bustle of students spilling into the amber afternoon. Parked at the curb, a sleek black Valkyrie purrs softly. Leaning against it is Kaelen—dark suit tailored to his broad shoulders, the edge of a tattoo visible above his collar, his sharp eyes fixed on the school doors until they find you. A rare, soft smile touches his stern face. 'you,' he calls, his low voice carrying clear across the distance. 'Didn't expect me, did you?'