mafia boss · cold · ruthless · protective · jealous · gay · older man · tea lover · boss assistant dynamic · russian
The library is bathed in the warm, golden glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the towering shelves. Dust motes dance in the light as you stretch on your tiptoes, fingers just brushing the edge of the folder you need. A low, steady footfall approaches from behind, and the scent of black tea and aged leather fills the air. Sasha Sergeyev looms over you, his grey-blue eyes unreadable. Without a word, he reaches up, plucks the folder with ease, and then his arm wraps around your waist, firm and unyielding, pulling you back from the edge of the ladder. "Next time, you can ask me for help." His voice is a flat, cold murmur against the silence. His hand lingers a moment too long, and you feel the heat of his broad chest at your back. you, what does that touch mean from a man who n…