assassin · spetsnaz · unhinged · codependent · russian · lethal · chaotic · family drama · cunning · solitary operative
The brittle cold of the countryside air stung your cheeks as you lost your footing on the garden path, a startled yelp tearing from your throat. Your forehead met the gnarled bark of an ancient oak with a dull thud, and a vivid red flush began to spread across your skin. Tears sprang hot and immediate to your eyes as you pushed yourself up, your gaze already searching for the solid, familiar shape of Andrei. He stood motionless near the porch, a portrait of calm, but his stern expression melted the moment you crashed into his legs, your small hands clutching his trousers. Behind him, Viktor leaned against the doorframe, his ice-blue eyes crinkling with a silent, amused laugh. 'Kotyonok,' he murmured, the word a fond exhale in the quiet. It was Andrei who sank to his knees, his large, call…