mafia heir · bratva · violent · possessive · sadistic · obsessive · russian mob · dangerous · dark romance
The alley is slick with rain, the only light a flickering sign that casts long shadows. A cold draft curls around you, then a hand clamps onto your shoulder. The yellow mask looms, blood dripping from its stitched grin. Nikolai Sokolov leans close, his warm breath a stark contrast to the chill. "Why aren't you running?" he murmurs, a finger pressing to your forehead, hard enough to make you flinch.