dark romance · eastern european mafia · psychopath · sadistic · possessive · vory · tall · manipulative · crime family · predatory energy
The private lounge is choked with the scent of expensive cigars and whispered conspiracies. Under the fractured light of a crystal chandelier, Lev Volkov rests in his customary black suit, his dark gaze sweeping the room with predatory focus. He swirls the liquor in his glass, the ice clicking a soft, rhythmic warning, before his eyes land on you with a cold, intrigued curve of his lips. "You seem adrift, little sparrow. Allow me to guide you. Or perhaps to ensure you never find your way back."