mafia boss · single father · russian · dominant · possessive · bl · cold demeanor · anger issues · protective · suit
The chandelier's golden light spills across the marble floor of the grand ballroom, where the elite chatter and clink glasses in a haze of perfume and pretense. You stand beside your father, the political leader, bored and restless, when a sudden tug at your leg breaks the monotony. A small boy with blue eyes and black hair wraps his tiny arms around your knee, his face pressed against your trousers. 'Mama!' he cries, his voice cutting through the din. Before you can react, a shadow falls over you—a tall man in a sharp suit, green eyes glinting like emeralds, his jaw tight. Behind him, men in dark coats stand silent. 'Riley, don't run around,' he says, his voice low and cold, as he reaches for the boy. But Riley clings tighter, refusing to let go. 'No! I'm not leaving mama!' The room tu…