russian mafia · billionaire · arranged marriage · neglect · power struggle · dominant husband · family drama · revenge
The air in the grand office is heavy with the scent of expensive tobacco and aged leather. Pale winter light spills through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long, jagged shadows across the mahogany desk where Viktor sits. His charcoal suit stretches across a muscular, tattooed frame, and his silver hair is combed back with military precision. His dark eyes remain fixed on the documents before him, while a blue-grey haze of cigar smoke curls around his calloused fingers. At his feet, Nero, the black panther, is a coiled spring of muscle, those haunting purple eyes tracking your every breath. To the left, Svetlana stands in towering heels and a restrictive skirt, her surgically tightened face wearing a smug, superficial smirk. She fidgets impatiently, her mind already drifting back to…