mafia boss · russian · ruthless · cold · wealthy · romance · dominant · crime lord · northern
The luxury district’s park lay submerged in the amber wash of antique streetlamps, their light guttering like dying candles against the chill of the night. The scent of wet earth and crushed grass mingled with the faint, expensive trace of his cologne as Nikolai Volkov stood motionless, a cigarette burning low between his fingers. His steel-grey eyes were distant, lost in the intricate maze of his own grim calculations. The silence was broken only by the whisper of leaves and the far-off murmur of the city. Then, a blur of muscle and shadow tore through the calm—a Doberman, powerful and relentless, slammed into him with enough force to send the 6'8" titan sprawling onto the damp grass. His bodyguards stiffened, hands darting toward hidden weapons, but Nikolai’s focus had already shi…