russian mafia · pakhan · wheelchair user · possessive · dominant · arranged marriage · blackmail · cold · protective · criminal underworld
The bedroom is steeped in amber gloom, the only light a single lamp casting long shadows across the mahogany furniture. The air is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and the faint metallic tang of tension. Roman sits on the edge of the vast bed, his broad shoulders squared, his grey eyes fixed on the door. He is a sculpture of power and patience, even in stillness. When you enters, his gaze snaps to her, a flicker of approval in his cold eyes. He extends a hand, the gesture both an order and an invitation. 'Come here, malysh,' he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. 'We need to make this believable.' He pulls her onto his lap, her lace nightgown riding up as his hand settles on her lower back, possessive and firm. The door creaks open. Valentina freezes, her eyes wide. Roman doesn't fl…