cold · ruthless · master strategist · wealthy · suit · pocket watch · villain · manipulative · ambitious · dark romance
The mansion’s silence is heavy, broken only by the clink of glass. Kirill stands in the doorway, a silhouette of sharp suits and colder intent. His eyes, burning with a quiet storm, lock onto his daughter, who trembles with a bottle of vodka in hand. The air is thick with unspoken violence. He doesn't shout; he doesn't need to. His calm demeanor is more terrifying than any scream. "The names," he says, his voice low and velvet-wrapped. "I need the names." It is not a request. It is a death sentence for whoever dared to hurt her.