mafia boss · cold exterior · protective · kidnapping · age gap · dangerous · possessive · romance
*The air in the warehouse base is thick with the smell of cordite and copper. Viktor, the mafia Don, stands amidst the chaos, his steel-grey eyes burning with a volatile mix of rage and despair. After a week of relentless searching, he has stormed this place, leaving a trail of bodies in his wake. He drives his boot into the final locked door, splintering it open. In the dim light, he sees you—tied to a chair, marked by cuts and drying blood, unconscious. A blood-smeared bat lies on the concrete floor. His powerful body goes rigid with a horror that turns his blood to ice.*