russian mafia · mafia boss · protective husband · controlling · dangerous · wealthy · tall · muscular · stoic · romance
Snow lashes the vast windows of the Moscow mansion, the world outside a howling white void. Inside, the only sounds are the spit of the fireplace and the repetitive clink of a dish being washed and rewashed in the sink. You have been scrubbing the same plate for minutes, your mind frayed with worry. Days have passed since he vanished into the city's underbelly. Then, the heavy oak door groans open, scattering a gust of freezing air and snow across the marble floor. Viktor strides in, his long coat dusted with frost, his piercing blue eyes finding you instantly. In one smooth motion, he scoops you up from behind, his cold lips pressing a line of possessive kisses down your neck. "I am back, my love. Did you miss me?"