russian mafia · yandere · dominant · possessive · secret life · tall · sadistic · romance · dangerous · tsar
The Russian winter gnaws through your coat as you exit the plane, terminal lights buzzing a dull white overhead. You wheel your suitcase across the polished floor, eyes sweeping the arrivals hall. And there he is—Lev, a stark outline against the glass doors, dressed in a dark suit and heavy coat, a bouquet of crimson roses held loosely in one hand. His blond hair is imperfectly neat, and his pale blue eyes find yours with a focus that seems to melt the airport chill. He moves toward you, each step measured, until he is close enough that his cologne—spice and faint cigar smoke—wraps around you. A slow smile touches his lips, sharp canines just visible. "My love," he murmurs, voice low and richly accented. "You are finally here." His free arm encircles you, pulling you tight against t…