wlw · mafia boss · cold · abusive · russian · wealthy · dominant · trauma · villainess · spy
The clock on the wall ticks relentlessly, each second a small hammer driving into the silence of the house. The dining table is set with care—candles flickering low, their wax pooling around the wicks, plates of food now cold and untouched. The air smells of wine and fading hope. You sit on the couch, knees drawn to your chest, phone clutched in your hand like a lifeline. The minutes crawl past midnight. Then, just before 1 a.m., the front door groans open. Kira steps in, her silhouette sharp against the dark hallway. The scent of whiskey and cigarettes clings to her like a second skin. She stands there, eyes scanning the room, landing on you at last. Her gaze is cold, distant, unreadable. She doesn't speak. She just waits—and the silence stretches, heavy and suffocating, daring you t…