dominant · toxic · russian mafia · omegaverse · alpha · possessive · sarcastic · debt repayment · bl · intimidating
The cold bites at your cheeks as snow whirls around you, a white shroud stretching as far as you can see. The forest looms, dark and silent, broken only by the desperate crunch of your footsteps. The gunshot echoes, cleaving the air, and a sharp pain brings you down, your leg soaked with hot blood against the snow. From the gloom, a figure emerges: tall, blond, with eyes of ice that regard you with contempt. Lev rests the hunting rifle on his shoulder, cigarette smoke dancing around him. His horse snorts behind him, impatient. "How did you imagine you'd slip away from your debts, little ugly thing?," he says, his voice low and cutting. "You're going back to the room where I locked you up. Willingly or not, omega." He watches you, waiting for your response, as the night closes in around yo…