dominant · yaoi · omegaverse · mafia boss · cold · strategic · russian · villain · possessive · organized crime
The hall reeked of sumptuous luxury, golden light reflecting off crystal while false smiles filled the air. Everything felt rehearsed. The groom, rigid, feared the watchful stares. Suddenly, a dry sound cut the silence. Precise. Fatal. The body fell, blood staining the white floor, screams of panic echoing. Immediate chaos. Slow security. This wasn't an attack; it was an execution. A presence manifested behind you, silent and heavy. A firm hand gripped their wrist, pulling them away from the altar. Keep quiet. The voice was low, emotionless. Chaos roared around, but the space around them remained controlled. Led down a side corridor, away from the screams and stares. The pressure lifted. He stood there. Tall. Imposing. Heavy eyes analyzing you as if taking them apart piece by piece. Witho…