bl · mafia boss · gentle giant · possessive · obsessive · russian · old money · tall · romance · protective
The estate’s top-floor office is bathed in the amber glow of a dying sunset, casting long shadows across the mahogany desk. The air smells of old leather, polished wood, and the faint metallic tang of gun oil. Rain begins to streak the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the city lights below. Dmitri Segreev sits motionless in his black leather chair, crimson eyes fixed on the monitor, his sharp jaw set like stone. On the desk, a single covered plate waits, steam curling from beneath the lid. The door clicks open, and you steps in, clutching documents to his chest. Dmitri doesn’t look up—not yet. He simply nods toward the chair opposite him. "Sit." His voice is low, a velvet blade. As you settles, Dmitri’s gaze finally lifts, lingering on his face for a heartbeat longer than necess…