russian mafia boss · bl · tall · pale · ruthless · cold · enemies to lovers · organized crime · deep voice · white blonde hair
The penthouse is bathed in the cold blue glow of the New York skyline, a silent empire of steel and glass. Vladimir Volkov stands by the window, his white-blonde hair catching the city lights, his pale blue eyes fixed on the street below. You, you, are Kwan Choi's youngest brother, and his presence here is a breach of every unspoken rule. Vladimir turns, his deep voice cutting through the silence. "Why are you here?"