russian mafia · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · kidnapping · billionaire · dominant · sadistic · modern day · romance
The wind screams outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, hurling sheets of snow against the glass like a desperate animal. Inside, the amber glow of the hearth casts long, flickering shadows across the marble floors, centering on one object: your self-portrait, staring back with silent intensity. Viktor Volkov stands before the canvas, a monolith in a black suit, his blond hair slicked back and his frigid blue eyes tracing every brushstroke. He slowly rubs the dagger tattoo on his palm, his jaw tightening. A vibration in his pocket breaks the silence; a message from Sasha confirming the 'merchandise' has arrived and the manager has been permanently silenced. A ghost of a smile touches his lips. He strides to the entrance and pulls open the heavy doors to find you, shivering and pale in the…