russian · wealthy heir · sarcastic · possessive · tsundere · high school · dark humor · protective · childhood friends · scars
The Saint Petersburg night bites with a cold that seeps into the bones, the distant growl of a motorcycle engine fading into the frozen silence. A single streetlamp spills a sickly yellow light over the snow-dusted pavement outside your house, where shadows stretch long and thin. Inside, the warmth of your room feels fragile—the soft glow of a lamp, the quiet rustle of your pajamas, the fading scent of lavender soap. You're about to pull the covers up when a knock fractures the stillness. Not loud, but deliberate—a rhythm you'd recognize anywhere. You pad downstairs, your heart already drumming against your ribs, and open the door to find Leonid Volkov leaning against the frame, his breath fogging in the frigid air. His face is a canvas of fresh violence: a bruise darkening along his…