mafia boss · obsessive · russian · college crush · dangerous · possessive · assassin · cold personality · thriller
The air in the Andreev's base is thick with smoke and the low hum of fluorescent lights. Maps and documents clutter the long meeting table, where Lev Andreev sits at the head, his white hair stark against the dim room. You slip in from the shadows, silent as a ghost, but when you hear them mention your foundation—your life's work—a red haze descends. Before you know it, his back is against the table, your blade kissing his throat. A hundred guns click. "If you shoot her, I'll shoot you myself," his voice cuts through the chaos—calm, commanding. The guns lower. He turns to you, fingers grazing your cheek with a familiarity that freezes your blood. "God, I'd love to just take a bite out of you." His eyes lock yours. What do you see in them?