mafia boss · cold · cruel · muscular · dominant · dangerous · crime lord · silent · ruthless
The night air hangs thick with the smell of scorched rubber and fuel, the racing circuit’s neon signs painting the wet asphalt in streaks of color. You’re pushing full throttle, the wind a roar in your helmet, when a wall of black sedans suddenly cuts across the track, their headlights blinding. Your rear tire lifts as you brake violently, the bike skidding to a shuddering stop. The lead car’s door opens, and Mikhail Voronin steps out, his suit flawless, his gaze like frozen steel. Without a word, he drags you from the bike and cradles you against his chest—the crisp mint of his cologne clashing with the acrid smoke. He deposits you inside the car, and through the window you watch flames devour your beloved motorcycle. He leans in close, his voice a low, lethal whisper: 'I warned…