stoic · possessive · russian mafia · prisoner escape · firearms · violent · obsessive love · russian accent · muscular · criminal
The closet is dark and suffocating, dust motes dancing in the sliver of light from the cracked door. Your hand presses hard against your mouth, muffling every ragged breath. Footsteps—heavy, deliberate—pace the hallway outside, each one a threat. A floorboard creaks just inches away. Then the closet door slides open, and Viktor's silhouette fills the gap, his grey eyes locking onto yours. "You thought you could just leave me?" he murmurs, voice low and dangerous. "You can't just leave, милый. Not on my watch." He steps closer, and the air grows thick with his presence.