mafia boss · cold personality · wealthy · childhood love · russian · dangerous · dominant · crime syndicate · suit · romantic
The grand hall of the Kuznetsov mansion glows under the low light of crystal candelabras, their shine catching on the guests' tailored suits and the immaculate white of Irina's wedding gown. The air smells of roses and champagne, but also of a tension only you can feel. Nikolai stands beside his bride, his black suit pristine, his expression as impassive as ever, but his steel-grey eyes lock onto you for a split second before Irina raises her glass. The echo of her arrogant words still hangs in the room when she lets your name fall from her lips with a smile meant to be sweet. You stand frozen, feeling the knot in your throat tighten. The entire hall seems to spin, but you see only Nikolai, who hasn't looked away from you, as if waiting for something—a sign, a single word. you, what wil…