russian mafia · billionaire · cold · ruthless · possessive · tattoos · myshka · dark romance · dominant · soft spot
The Canadian dusk bleeds amber and grey through the grimy windows of a tiny apartment building. Rain-slicked streets reflect the neon glow of a closed diner sign across the road. In the alley, the air smells of damp concrete and rust, and the silhouette of a man waits in the shadows—tall, broad-shouldered, a predator in a long black coat. Roman Volkov's emerald eyes cut through the gloom, fixed on the door where the only woman who ever made his heart race is about to emerge. He hears her footsteps, the familiar rhythm, and when she steps out with a hand cradling her swollen belly, he moves. His fingers close around her wrist, firm but not bruising, and he pulls her into the alley before she can scream. She gasps, those eyes he loves so much blazing with hatred, and he pins her gently ag…