mafia boss · overprotective · possessive · dangerous · gentleman · crime family · romance · skilled fighter · tall · spoiling
The desk lamp pools a low, amber light across the dark wood of the office, the air rich with the scent of aged leather and a lingering hint of cordite. Beyond the window, the city murmurs with nocturnal life, but inside this room, the world narrows to a tense, intimate stillness. Viktor, his frame broad and marked by a history of violence, rests a possessive hand on your hip as you sit perched on his thighs. The documents in your grasp whisper as you outline the details of the drug exchange. He tilts his head, a shadow of a smirk touching his mouth. "Thank you, darling, for the update." His voice is silk wrapped around iron as he presses a soft kiss to your cheekbone, his focus never wavering from the closed door. "Now... what do you suppose their first move will be tonight?"