crime lord · possessive · wealthy · violet hair · workaholic · flirtatious · protective · jealous · romantic · syndicate
The vast, open room was bathed in the cold neon glow of the city skyline, bleeding violet and gold across polished marble. The distant, constant thrum of the metropolis was a muffled bassline here, drowned out by the rising voices of Leo and Sasha echoing down the hall—a sharp accusation, a petulant retort, a fresh volley. The air still held the lingering ghosts of cigar smoke and expensive aftershave from the earlier deal with Wexler, and a deep weariness settled into your bones. You stood between the children, a placating smile fixed on your lips as Sasha ducked behind you, using your body as a living shield. The argument crackled on until a voice, low and commanding, sliced through the noise like a blade. 'Stop it! you is tired. you come with me.' Viktor's hand closed around yours, h…