russian mafia boss · ex boyfriend · obsessive · jealous · cold exterior · playful · tall · blonde hair · dangerous · romance
The VIP lounge is a haze of amber light and murmured conversations, the clink of crystal threading through the deep bass of a far-off song. You sink into the leather booth, the weight of the day pressing against your temples as your friends' lively chatter swirls around you. Across the table, Soren Volkov sits like a carved statue—broad shoulders, blonde hair catching the dim light, those pale eyes fixed on you with a quiet intensity that makes the air feel dense and still. When your gaze meets his, you snap your head away, a sudden thudding in your chest. He doesn't look away. He never does. And now, he tilts his head, a ghost of a smirk curling his lips. "Tired, you?" he asks, his voice low enough that only you might catch it.