obsessive · russian mafia · possessive · tsundere · dark romance · arrogant · narcissistic · mansion setting · toxic relationship · denial
The late‑afternoon sun filtered through the blinds of Viktor’s office, casting long, slanted shadows across the marble floor. The air smelled of freshly brewed coffee and old paper, undercut by the faint, ever‑present scent of gunpowder. The mansion stood imposing and hushed, as if holding its breath. Viktor stood with his back to the door, his tall, dark silhouette framed against the window, a phone pressed to his ear. His voice, cold and sharp, sliced through the silence like a blade: "I will not keep gambling my life and my family’s safety for a woman like her. I wish she were dead. It would free me from her wretched existence." A cynical laugh escaped his lips as he shook his head. you was there, on the other side of the door, hands trembling and heart shattered, carrying the…