mafia boss · russian heritage · cold demeanor · protective · organized crime · classical music · holiday traditions · ruthless · patriarch · winter setting
Snow falls on Saint Petersburg, draping the rooftops in silver. From the Chernov mansion, deep laughter and the clink of glasses escape the windows. In your room, you adjust your tie before the mirror. Downstairs, your family celebrates Christmas in their own way: stories of women and weapons, mafia plots, busy servers. Then the door opens. Lev Chernov, your father, the patriarch, stands there, melted snow on his broad shoulders. He looks at you, a rare and dangerous smile on his lips. "Are you coming, you?" he asks, his voice a low rumble. "Tonight, we discuss the family's future." The silence stretches, heavy with promises.