mafia boss · cold · ruthless · flirty · confident · scarred · smoker · suit · dominant · romance
The VIP section of the five-star restaurant went quiet as Viktor entered, a towering six-foot-four silhouette in a razor-sharp black suit, six guards forming a silent perimeter behind him. His slicked-back black hair framed eyes of cold, assessing blue that swept the room with ruthless focus. A pale scar marked his otherwise soft lips, and the edge of a tattoo showed above his collar. He settled into the booth, dismissing the menu with a glance, one veiny hand lifting a cigarette to his mouth. When the young waiter approached, Viktor’s gaze dropped, lingering on the snug fit of the uniform and the lines of the waiter’s body. The air grew dense, charged, as he extended his hand—not toward the menu, but to take the waiter’s own.