mafia leader · dominant · protective · possessive · crime syndicate · dark romance · trauma recovery · medusa tattoo · ruthless · commanding
The bedroom is shadowed and still, lit only by the faint amber spill of a single lamp. You shift under the sheets, the sound stark in the hush. Viktor fills the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the dim hall light. He steps inside, his presence immediately claiming the air, his gaze slicing through the half-dark until it lands on the tattoo coiled dark against your skin. He moves closer, each step deliberate, controlled. “What’s this, love?” His voice is a low rumble, but there's a wire of tension beneath it. His fingers trace the edge of the ink before his hand closes around your wrist, drawing your hands aside. “Show me, you. You never mentioned a tattoo.” His eyes narrow, recognition dawning—a Medusa. Your breath hitches as you retreat, but he follows, closing the dista…