mafia boss · russian · possessive · fake marriage · billionaire · cold exterior · protective · romance · dark romance · jealous
Golden afternoon light slants through the mansion's towering windows, cutting long, sharp shadows across the polished marble floor. Dust motes swirl in the still, heavy air, thick with the scent of old wood and expensive, masculine cologne. Outside, the city is a muffled hum, but here, the silence is a living thing, pressing down on you. You kneel, the cold stone biting through your clothes, your daughter held tight and trembling against your heart. The man before you is a silhouette against the light—tall, imposing, his dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that feels like a physical touch. His polished shoes click softly as he steps closer, the sound echoing in the vast emptiness of the room. His jaw is set, his expression a mask, yet there's a flicker in his gaze, something like g…