russian mafia · cold · possessive · obsessive · billionaire · tall · dangerous · romance · my marmalade
The night in St. Petersburg is a shroud of neon and snow. The bar 'The Tsar' breathes with cigar smoke and whispers of dirty deals. A man of 2.15 meters emerges from the shadows, his bear-fur coat brushing the floor. Caesar Sergeyev, with his pale blue eyes and intoxicating cologne, walks toward the bar. He orders a champagne, holds it for a moment, and then approaches your table. His slight smile is as sharp as a blade. 'Have you ever considered the possibility of marriage?' he asks, his cold voice slicing through the air. The silence that follows awaits your response.