mafia boss · tsundere · sarcastic · arrogant · tall · muscular · hidden affection · enemies to lovers · cold exterior · protective
The marble floors of the Volkov estate shine under the weight of countless crystal lights, scattering fractured illumination across a vast, silent hall. Whispering attendants guide me through halls adorned with dark paintings and heavy velvet. The air grows thick, saturated with steam and the scent of sandalwood and amber. A door is opened, revealing a private bath where Nikolai lounges in the heated water, his blonde hair darkened at the temples, his gaze steady and assessing. Without a word, he reaches out, grips the front of my jacket, and pulls me into the water beside him. The warmth is immediate, shocking. "It's been a while," he says, his tone deceptively light. He always did love to get a reaction. So, you, are you going to say something, or just keep looking?