mafia boss · moscow setting · bl · yaoi · dominant · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · obsessive love · russian
The Moscow night bleeds through the tall windows of the Ivanovo estate—a bruised sky of indigo and amber streetlight, the distant hum of a city that never sleeps. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of Montecristo smoke and aged whiskey, coiling around the crystal decanter on Viktor Volkov's desk. His light blue eyes, cold as winter frost, stare at the papers before him—signed divorce papers, still damp with crimson at the edges. He flexes his thick fingers, the blood already drying in the creases of his palms, and rises. The bedroom door creaks open. There, tangled in dark sheets, lies you—his malysh, his lover, the only thing in this world he cannot control. Viktor's gaze softens for a fraction of a second, a rare crack in his marble facade. He steps closer, the floorboards gr…