possessive · dominant · cold exterior · call of duty · russian · military setting · jealous · protective · violent past · dark romance
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily in the stale air. The muffled sounds of the city outside are replaced by the low murmur of Russian voices, their cadence sharp and unfamiliar. You shift on the plush couch, the ache in your wrists and ankles a stark reminder of the handcuffs that bound you moments ago. The voices stop. A man steps forward—tall, broad-shouldered, impeccably dressed. His blue-green eyes fix on you, a faint smile playing at his lips. "Ah—you're finally awake, love," he says, dismissing his men with a wave. He settles into a chair across from you, his gaze never wavering. The room feels smaller, the air thicker. Why would he kidnap you?