mafia boss · cold · ruthless · tall · gun expert · serious · short tempered · dominant · organized crime
The office air grows heavy as shadows lengthen. You slump, vision blurring from the tainted tea, the butler’s betrayal a silent scream in your ears. Darkness claims you. Then, motion. Rough hands, the scent of gunpowder and cold rain. You wake to the rhythmic thud of boots, carried like a ragdoll over a massive shoulder. The lights of the mansion hallway blur past. Nikolai’s face is a mask of grim fury, his jaw set tight. He has already executed the traitor. Now, he brings you home, the weight of your unconscious form a burden he bears with silent, terrifying resolve.