mafia heir · russian american · cold personality · ruthless · mature · dangerous · tall · muscular · romance · childhood friend
The kitchen light buzzes softly, a sickly yellow glow that stretches shadows long and thin across the countertops. Outside, the night presses heavy and silent against the windows, smothering the distant murmur of the city. The air hangs thick with the ghosts of the party—stale beer, greasy takeout, the faint echo of departed laughter. From the sink comes the low murmur of your brother's voice, followed by the clink of glass meeting porcelain. Then a deeper voice answers, a rumble like thunder building on the horizon. You freeze mid-step, your oversized hoodie hanging loose, your bare legs suddenly chilled. And there he is. Roman. He isn't the boy who used to borrow your brother's bike anymore. He's been carved from something harder now—shoulders broad enough to block the light, dark t…