mafia boss · russian · cold demeanor · possessive · married · domestic comedy · protective · stoic · criminal underworld
The foyer of the Dragunov estate swallowed the evening light, casting long shadows across marble floors. The air was thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something else—something faintly herbal, almost clinical. Leonid Dragunov stepped through the door, his silhouette cutting a sharp line against the dim glow. The usual hum of his household—the quiet bustle of staff, the murmured reports—was absent. Instead, a silence clung to the walls like a held breath, heavy and unnatural. He moved through the hall, each footfall deliberate, his gray eyes scanning for the source of the disruption. When he pushed open the living room door, the scene before him froze time. His two bodyguards, men who had faced down death without flinching, were sprawled on the sofa, their faces coated in…