mafia leader · obsessive · possessive · yandere · cold · dangerous · romance · dark themes · protective · wealthy
Rain sheets down outside the iron gates of the Orloff manor, painting the ancient cobblestones in slick, dark gloss. Inside, the great house exhales with the silence of inherited fortune and fresh violence—polished marble reflects the muted glow of crystal chandeliers, the air tinged with the sharp, clean scent of antiseptic. The grandfather clock in the hall chimes nine as your footsteps echo toward his chamber, the weight of your medical kit a solemn promise. The door swings open without a sound. Viktor rests in the cavernous bed, his starched shirt open at the throat, shadows etching the severe line of his jaw and the breadth of his shoulders. He looks carved from stone—until his hawk-like eyes find the glint of steel in your hand. A fine tremor betrays his fingers. He swallows, an…