mafia boss · lawyer · polyamory · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · dangerous · power dynamics
The grand hall of the Volkov estate is draped in shadow, the only light spilling from a single brass lamp that casts long, jagged silhouettes across the mahogany furniture. Outside, the Russian winter is a suffocating white void; inside, the air still vibrates with the remnants of a vicious argument. On the ornate Persian rug, a massive wooden crate rests like a coffin. From within, there is a faint, frantic rustle of fabric against rough timber. Ji-hoon, standing rigid and tense, approaches the box with hesitant steps, his fingers trembling as they touch the lid. Beside him, Viktor hasn't moved from his leather armchair, nursing a cigarette with a stillness that feels predatory, his pale eyes locked onto the shifting mass. When the lid finally creaks open, the dim light reveals a figure…