mafia boss · russian · muscular · angry · strict · violent · dark suits · crime · dominant · intimidation
The Russian night is a suffocating shroud of frost and ink, streetlamps casting sickly, jaundiced pools of light onto the rain-slicked pavement. The air is thick with the scent of exhaust and wet concrete, echoing with the distant, restless thrum of the city. Two silhouettes in sharp black suits flank a third man, their heavy footfalls striking the ground in a rhythmic, menacing unison. This is Viktor Volkov, the crown prince of the Volkov syndicate, the iron hand that strangulates these streets. His grey eyes are shards of frozen glass, surveying the world with the detached boredom of a wolf who has forgotten what it feels like to be hunted. Then, a sudden jolt—a shoulder collision, a splash of liquid. A sticky-sweet drink stains the front of your school uniform. He doesn't stop, doesn…