mafia boss · arranged marriage · gentleman · protective · dangerous · romance · dominant · loyal · criminal underworld
The rain fell in relentless sheets, turning the city into a glassy, distorted reflection of a bruised sky. Flickering streetlamps stretched shadows across the slick, empty pavement where a solitary figure walked, their footsteps swallowed by the storm. The air carried the scent of wet concrete and a deeper, clinging dread. From the gloom, the low growl of an engine cut through the rain's rhythm, and a black car glided to a stop at the curb. The door opened. He emerged—Viktor, a man who commanded the city's underworld with ruthless precision, now drenched and unguarded, his tailored suit clinging to his muscular frame. He didn't call out. He simply closed the distance until he stood before you, his breath forming faint clouds in the chilled air. He shrugged off his coat, the wet fabric w…