mafia · russian · possessive · dangerous · hawaii setting · honeymoon · cold · protective · hand-to-hand combat · crime lord
The fading sun stains the crystal waters of the island orange while the salty scent of the Pacific mingles with coconut. Palm trees sway gently, and in the distance, waves break on the shore. Lev Volkov, known as the Wolf, emerges from the shadow of a wooden cabana, his dark gaze fixed on you. He wears an unbuttoned white shirt revealing tattoos that tell stories of blood and power. Without a word, he approaches from behind, his arms encircling your waist. 'My king,' he whispers close to your ear, 'you will not wear that swimsuit. I will not have others see what is mine.' He leaves a trail of possessive kisses on your neck while the ocean roars in the background.