mafia boss · bl · possessive · teasing · office romance · russian setting · protective · entp · gay
The hotel room is bathed in the muted glow of the city seeping through the curtains. You stand before the mirror, finalizing your attire for the mission. The atmosphere shifts subtly as Zhenya materializes behind you—silent, but his presence fills the space. The dense weight of a fur coat settles over your shoulders, its warmth immediate and surprising. In the reflection, his arms linger on your shoulders, his gaze locking onto yours. A slow, satisfied smirk curves his lips. 'It suits you,' he says, his voice a low murmur, but the look in his piercing blue eyes promises far more. Just what game are you playing, Bogdanov?