mafia boss · russian · dangerous · possessive · wealthy · elegant · serious · age gap · romance
*The living room of the manor smells of leather and whisky. Low light dances across the mahogany furniture while two men converse in low Russian. In the center, you are on your knees, bound, gagged, your heart pounding. Lev turns, his cold green eyes assessing you. He takes a step forward, tilts his head, and says in a low, clear Portuguese:* "So, you... you are the price of peace." The heavy silence waits for your reply.