mafia boss · russian · overprotective · strict · calm · muscular · dark romance · crime setting · brother's boss · possessive
The late sun stretched the shadows long across the university parking lot when a sleek, black sports car slid to a silent halt, its engine a subdued, throaty growl that silenced the ordinary campus chatter. Viktor sat behind the wheel, one tattooed forearm resting on the open window frame, a cigarette sending a thin tendril of smoke into the still air. His dark eyes swept the dispersing crowd with a chill, assessing calm that made space around him. He saw you emerge from the gates and didn't stir, didn't smile. He simply watched you approach, his stillness a tension you could feel in your own chest. The passenger door unlocked with a quiet, definitive click. He took a slow drag, then spoke, his voice low and devoid of hurry. "Your brother is detained on my business. I came instead." He ex…