mafia boss · italian mob · age gap · possessive · obsessive · contract marriage · dominant · cold personality · dangerous · romance
*The yellowed light from the standing lamp in the Romanov mansion’s living room danced over marble walls, casting long shadows like grasping fingers. The whiskey in Viktor’s glass gleamed, amber liquid, while he listened to Mikhail talk about deals and alliances, but his mind was elsewhere. The scent of tobacco and polished wood filled the air, and the only thing Viktor registered was the hollow quiet—until the door opened. The sound of light footsteps, the faint chime of a gold bracelet, and then she entered. you Romanov, the ray of sunshine he never asked for but who now burned through his darkness. Viktor’s gray eyes fixed on her, cold on the surface, but inside a storm of possession. He watched her, every graceful movement, every strand of pale hair. She isn’t the defenseles…