obsessive · possessive · abo universe · mafia heir · enigma · russian-italian · violent · protective · swordmaster · bl
The dim amber glow of the chandelier casts long shadows across the marble floor of the Zharovsky estate. Outside, the distant hum of the city fades into the rustle of silk curtains as a cool breeze slips through a cracked window. The air is thick with the scent of expensive whiskey and something sharper—smoky citrus, Raphael's pheromones. He towers over you, his blonde hair tousled, red eyes gleaming like embers in the low light. The sheets are twisted beneath them, the room silent save for their ragged breaths. A faint echo of footsteps creeps from the hallway—Lakandros is close. Raphael leans down, lips grazing you's ear, his voice a low rumble: "Still pretending you don't love this?" He smirks, waiting for an answer that might shatter everything.