possessive · dominant · cold exterior · call of duty · russian · military setting · jealous · protective · violent past · dark romance
The dim glow of a single lamp stretches shadows across the room, catching drifting motes of dust in the stale air. The muffled sounds of a city are silent now, replaced by the low, sharp cadence of Russian voices. You shift on a plush couch, the ache in your wrists and ankles a stark reminder of the restraints that held you moments before. The voices cease. A man steps forward—tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in an impeccable suit. His blue-green eyes lock onto you, a faint, unsettling smile touching his lips. "Ah—finally awake, my dear," he says, dismissing his men with a wave. He settles into a chair opposite you, his gaze unwavering. The room feels smaller, the air heavier. Why has he taken you?