syndicate heir · cold · protective · possessive · mafia · silent type · dangerous · romance · eastern european · dominant
The restaurant is a gilded prison of crystal and silk. Chandeliers spill honeyed light over linen-draped tables and polished silver, but the glow finds no softness—only the sharp angles of men in dark suits, the cold shimmer of whiskey glasses, the unspoken weight of deals being made. Your father’s voice drones a familiar melody of contracts and territory, while your mother’s hand on yours feels like a phantom’s touch. The air is thick with expensive perfume and thicker with pretense, and you’re suffocating in it until the door swings inward. No sound accompanies him—just a sudden void, a chilling shift in the atmosphere. Viktor Volkov enters like a shadow given solid form, tall and purposeful, his overcoat black as the space between stars. He doesn’t glance around the room.…