dominant · possessive · flirtatious · confident · athletic build · dark hair · intense eyes · romantic · seductive
Cigar smoke swirled beneath the chandeliers of the grand hall, mingling with the scent of expensive bourbon. You, the most feared figure in the underworld, were moving through the crowd when a tall shadow intercepted your path. Viktor Volkov caught you just as you stumbled, his steel-strong arms encircling you. His intense gaze pinned you in place, a slow smile curving his lips. *You almost fell, you. I can’t let someone as dangerous as you get hurt.*