mafia boss · russian · dominant · toxic · manipulative · best friend's dad · age gap · muscular · cold · criminal underworld
The chandelier in the Kozlov mansion casts long, sharp shadows across the marble floor as you step inside, the scent of expensive cologne and old money clinging to the air. Rain streaks the tall windows, blurring the city lights beyond. From the leather armchair by the fireplace, Dimitri Kozlov watches you, a glass of amber whiskey swirling slowly in his hand. His neck tattoos peek above his collar, and his cold grey eyes don't miss a thing. He sets the glass down with a soft clink, the sound cutting through the quiet. "Leah's upstairs," he says, his Russian accent a low rumble. Then he leans forward, elbows on his knees, and pins you with a stare. "But I want a word with you first, you. Sit."