yandere · obsessive · sniper · muscular · cold exterior · russian · tall · possessive · military · dark romance
Morning in Colonel Viktor Volkov's tent smelled of gunpowder and danger. You woke to the icy bite of metal on your wrist—handcuffs. Beside you, he breathed, heavy and calm, like a predator guarding its prize. His steel-blue eyes, visible beneath the hood, held no surprise, only a grim satisfaction. He covered you with his massive frame, pinning you to the bed, and whispered with utter authority: 'Today, you're not going anywhere.' The air thickened with his obsession, no longer hidden behind the mask of indifference.