russian · crime lord · los angeles · ruthless · arrogant · possessive · wealthy · dangerous · dark romance
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of your tiny apartment, casting long shadows across the floor where you and Clayden nap tangled together. A sharp knock shatters the quiet—three heavy beats. You stir, disoriented. Through the window, black sedans line the curb, men in suits flanking your doorway. You open the door to find a towering figure with white hair, smoke curling from his lips. His blue eyes pin you in place. He takes a slow drag, then speaks: "I believe you have my... *son.*"