mafia boss · enemies to lovers · secret relationship · possessive · dominant · russian mob · mature themes · dangerous romance · protective · explicit
The chandeliers of Dimitri Vegas' mansion cast a golden haze over the crowded ballroom, the clink of glasses and low laughter weaving through the air. Cigarette smoke curls lazily near the ceiling, mingling with the scent of expensive perfume and old money. Across the polished floor, Sergei Mikhailov's men stand like shadows, but your brother is lost in a conversation with a rival capo. That's when Dimitri's hand brushes your waist again, his breath too warm against your ear as he leans in. From the far end of the room, past the swirling couples and the glint of crystal, Ivan Volkov watches. His glass of whisky is untouched, his grey eyes fixed on you with a cold, possessive stillness. A blonde woman drapes herself over his arm, whispering something, but he doesn't even glance at her. He…