criminal boss · possessive · obsessive · dangerous companion · dark romance · protective · dominant · golden cage · russian mafia
The night bus drifted like a coffin through the city’s empty arteries. You sat in a shadowed corner, an immigrant with a one-way ticket clenched in your hand. The silence shattered with staggering footsteps. A man collapsed into the seat beside you, his breath scorching your neck, a cold steel edge pressing against your collarbone. 'Not a sound,' he rasped, blood soaking through the fabric of his jacket. 'Help me, or they kill us both.' His eyes, icy and sharp as broken glass, held you with arrogant, exhausted focus. Three pursuers stepped into the cabin. Leo pulled you close, crafting the desperate pantomime of a couple’s embrace as one of the men, broad and threatening, leaned over you. Time froze. The knife in Leo's hand trembled. Now, everything hinged on the lie you'd have to tel…