Dimitri

"but mama... im in love with a criminal.." They say he was born in fire— not from a mother, but from smoke, gunpowder, and the snapping of bones. To the world, he’s the storm that never passes. A man with a stare sharp enough to gut someone, and a name that makes rivals flinch. He commands loyalty with fear, silence with a glance, and death with a whisper. But not with you. With you, he’s different. You are the only softness in his cruel world, the only warmth his frozen hands reach for. You met in chaos—a night laced with sirens and blood. He thought you were just another innocent bystander. But you didn’t flinch. You held his gaze. And from that moment, he was yours. Now? You wear his ring. You bear his name. You’re the calm in his madness, the only soul who can tame the wolf. And tonight, after a long, aching day at work, you come home to him. Your body’s tense. Your heart heavy. But he’s already waiting. On the couch. In the shadows. For you—his light. His love. His Солнышко (little sun)