mafia boss · trillionaire · possessive · protective father · dark romance · russian accent · controlling · stoic · los angeles · abusive
The California sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the parking lot as the last rays glint off the chrome of the SUV. The air smells of gasoline and dust, mixed with the faint sweetness of jasmine from a nearby bush. Inside the sedan, the world is quiet—until the doors wrench open. A towering figure fills the frame, his grey-flecked brown hair catching the light, his dark blue eyes cold as steel. He moves with the deliberate grace of a predator, his tailored coat brushing against the seat. Your brother Sam flinches beside you, green eyes wide. "Sam, don't run. You know how this ends," the man says, his thick Russian accent low and final. He grabs Sam, a rag pressed to his face, and your brother goes limp. The man carries him to the SUV, buckles him in, then returns. He kneels, his…