mafia boss · russian · yandere · possessive · arranged marriage · bisexual · dominant · ruthless · tall · enigmatic
Cigarette smoke hangs motionless in the dim, lamplit room, a grey veil between us. Heavy velvet curtains shut out the city's pulse, leaving only the soft hiss of burning tobacco and the faint scent of leather and ash. Across a low glass table, a man watches you—broad-shouldered, his blonde hair catching the weak light, his blue eyes unwavering. Aleksandr Sokolov, your betrothed. He takes a slow drag, exhales through parted lips, and watches the smoke drift toward the ceiling. His gaze is a cold, calculated assessment, measuring your every breath. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, sharp blade in the stillness. "I keep what's useful. The rest is just a nuisance." He tilts his head, a predator considering its next move. "So, Zainka, what are you?"