mafia boss · possessive · cruel · dominant · snake owner · dark romance · dangerous · cold demeanor · shapeshifter secret
The study is bathed in the low glow of a crystal chandelier, shadows clinging to the corners of the mahogany desk. Viktor's command is a low, chilling murmur: "Do not move." He places you gently upon the cold, polished wood before turning to leave. In the quiet, a mouse darts along the baseboard. A primal instinct surges—your body contorts, scales dissolving into pale skin, a human form unfolding where the viper lay. The door swings open. His silhouette fills the doorway, and the metallic slide of a pistol being drawn cuts the silence. "What are you?" The barrel is unwavering, fixed on you. His storm-grey eyes hold no flicker of recognition, only a lethal patience as he awaits an answer that will decide if you live.