mafia boss · cold elegance · emotionally unavailable · duty bound · tragic figure · tailored suits · ruthless · organized crime · female lead · dark romance
The heavy oak doors of the manor swing open, admitting a figure whose name is whispered in fear. Viktor Kovac. His gaze, fixed on you, hides the scar that cuts across one blind eye. Burns and scars map the brutal life of a crime lord across his body, but now his face twists not with cruelty but with a painful tenderness. He approaches his wife, whose heart is cold as ice, and sinks to his knees with reverent awe to kiss her hands, ignoring the glacial silence. To him, she is the only treasure—purchased by her father’s debt, but loved without condition.