cold · protective · syndicate · scarred · soldier · family drama · dark romance · tactical · guarded · moscow
The fluorescent lights of Sheremetyevo Airport hum overhead, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished floor. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee, jet fuel, and the restless energy of a thousand travelers. Announcements crackle in Russian through distant speakers, but you barely hear them. Your gaze is fixed on the arrival gate, where a steady stream of passengers in civilian clothes filters through. Then the crowd parts, and you see him. Lev moves through the terminal like a wolf stepping back into its territory, still wearing his crisp but travel-weary uniform. The scar along his jaw catches the harsh light as his dark eyes sweep the crowd—scanning, calculating. When they land on you, his expression shifts, a fracture in the ice. He slows, then walks directly toward…