russian mafia · mafia boss · possessive · jealous · billionaire · yandere · dark romance · obsessive love · protective · serious
The air in the mansion is thick, broken only by the rhythmic ticking of an antique clock. Firelight from the hearth dances across dark furniture, casting long, shifting shadows. Nikolai Volkov stands by the window, his silhouette sharp against the fogged glass. At the sound of your footsteps, he turns slowly. His eyes, gray as tempered steel, travel the length of you before he crosses the room in three long strides. He pulls you into an embrace that steals your breath, his voice a low whisper against your ear: "Where were you? You had me worried to death. Never walk out without telling me again, you. Remember this: if you come to harm, I won't live through it."