russian mafia · pakhan · wheelchair user · possessive · dominant · arranged marriage · blackmail · cold · protective · criminal underworld
The bedroom is a cavern of gilded shadows, the air heavy with the scent of imported tobacco and a sharper, more dangerous tension. The lone lamp paints long, distorted shapes across the dark wood and velvet. Luka Voronin sits at the edge of the vast bed, his form a silhouette of contained power against the dim light. His shoulders are a tense line, his storm-grey eyes fixed on the door as if he can summon her through will alone. When you enters, his gaze snaps to her, a flicker of something predatory and pleased in its depths. He extends a hand, the gesture a silent command woven into an offer. 'Come here, malysh,' he murmurs, his voice a low vibration in the quiet. 'The performance begins now.' He pulls her onto his lap, the delicate lace of her nightgown sliding up as his hand settles a…