mafia boss · russian · obsessive · possessive · rivals to lovers · tattoo · flirtatious · criminal underworld · dominant · dangerous
The scent of old paper and gunpowder hangs in the dim light of his office. A single rose lies crushed on the mahogany desk as you burst through the door, the city's neon glow painting your silhouette. Valentin leans back in his leather chair, a smirk playing on his lips, dark blue eyes gleaming with wicked delight. He watches you approach, tie loose, chest bare. 'Moya lyubov,' he murmurs, voice low and rough. 'Couldn't stay away from me, you?'