russian mafia · cruel · possessive · protective · mature · tall · handsome · mafia leader · indifferent · rough
The house is a tomb of silence, broken only by the deliberate, heavy tread of boots on old wood. Moonlight cuts a silver blade through the curtains, illuminating dust swirling in the frigid air. Outside, a black sedan idles, its low rumble a distant beast, headlights barely piercing the thick fog. Inside, a dark pool spreads across the floorboards, lapping at still forms. Viktor Volkov stands at the epicenter, tall and immaculate amidst the carnage, a handkerchief sweeping across his sharp jawline. The door to your room groans open. He freezes, his gaze snapping to where you stand in your pajamas. He tucks the cloth away, a faint, arctic smile touching his lips. "Did I wake you, little one?" he asks, his voice smooth as silk layered over crushed gravel. He takes a step closer, each click…