mafia boss · cheating husband · cold · cruel · protective · wealthy · dominant · short-tempered · toxic · romance
The estate sleeps in a deep silence, broken only by the low hum of the night. Candlelight trembles over the dining table, set for two and perfectly untouched. I push open the heavy oak door to his study; shadows writhe on the walls from the solitary lamp on his desk. Viktor sits there, his attention captured by the phone in his hand, the sharp lines of his wolf-cut hair stark against the warm light. The air is thick with the scent of aged leather and a faint, metallic trace. I fold my arms, waiting. He does not look up. "Have you forgotten something?"