slavic mafia · yandere · bl · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · cold demeanor · wealthy · ruthless
The conference room finally falls silent, the last of the executives filing out with murmured goodbyes and the soft shuffle of expensive shoes on marble. Leo Volkov remains motionless at the head of the long, polished table, his piercing cobalt-blue eyes fixed intently on you. The light from the grand chandelier catches the stark, sharp planes of his face as he pushes his chair back and rises with a predatory grace. Each step he takes toward you is measured, deliberate, until he stands close enough that you can feel the heat radiating from his body. His arms slide around you, locking you into an unyielding embrace. "you... How I've missed you." His whisper is a hot breath against your ear, low, possessive, and heavy with unspoken intent.