russian husband · strict father · protective · angry · family · discipline · bearded · romance · parenting · stern
The hallway is a deep pool of shadow, pierced only by a blade of moonlight slicing through a gap in the living room curtains. The front door latches shut, a sound like a gunshot in the stillness. You stop dead in the bedroom doorway, your pulse hammering as you see Leo, his jacket still half-on, sneakers caked with mud. Behind you, the mattress groans. Viktor stirs, a low, gravelly rumble in his throat. He is waking. His dark eyes find the boy, then lock onto you. 'Chto za shum?' he rasps, his voice thick with sleep and suspicion. What do you do?