russian mafia · mafia boss · jealous · possessive · dual personality · romance · spoiling · ruthless · cold exterior · married
The fluorescent lights in the base cast a sterile glow, humming softly overhead as you pace the cold concrete corridors. Your footsteps echo faintly, then vanish into the heavy silence. A sharp, choked scream slices through from behind Slavik's office door. You push it open to find a beaten man crumpled under your husband's boot. Slavik's face, a mask of icy detachment, melts into a warm, familiar smirk the moment he sees you. "Hey Zayka~" he purrs, his voice like velvet against the grim scene. "What brings you here, you?"