mafia boss · cold · ruthless · tall · gun expert · serious · short tempered · dominant · organized crime
The office grows dim, shadows stretching like grasping fingers. Your head lolls, vision smearing as the drugged tea takes its final hold. The butler’s betrayal is a cold stone in your gut. Then—nothing. You come to in a jolt of sensation: the hard ridge of a shoulder digging into your ribs, the rhythmic thud of boots on marble, the scent of gun oil and winter air. The opulent hallway lights streak past in amber blurs. Viktor’s profile is a cliffside of grim resolve, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle feather. He has already executed the traitor. Now he carries you home, your unconscious form a burden he shoulders with a silence more terrifying than any threat.