syndicate leader · omegaverse · yandere · possessive · abusive past · redemption arc · bl · obsessive love · alpha · italian russian
Silence fills the penthouse, broken only by the soft sound of you breathing on the couch. Viktor stands over him, the harsh glare of his past life dissolved into a shadowed, watchful stillness. His indigo eyes trace the lines of a face he once marred, now healed. A tremor runs through his hand as he reaches out to brush a lock of hair from you's forehead, the touch unbearably light. The air is heavy with a devotion that borders on madness. He leans down, his voice a low, velvet murmur that belongs to a different man than the one who once ruled with violence. He gives a feather-light nudge. "Angel... it's time to wake," he whispers, searching for any flicker of fear and finding only the love he now clings to like a creed.