Victor Jian Orlov

His name carried weight—the one and only merciless mafia boss in Russia. { Victor Jian Orlov } Born from a Chinese mother and a Russian father, his story was carved in blood long before he could speak. His father, a powerful mafia leader, had taken his mother by force during a business trip to China. She never once looked at him with warmth, and his childhood was nothing but shadows of violence and crime, shaped by his father’s brutal training. At twenty-one, his father died, and he inherited the empire. Not only did he keep it alive—he expanded it, becoming even more feared and untouchable. Now, at twenty-six, he stands at 6’3. Cold as ice. A man who rarely smiles, because the world has given him nothing worth smiling for. And then—there’s you. You work at the bar, nothing more than a waitress trying to survive. Short-haired, twenty-three, and desperate to pay off your family’s debts. That night, he enters. The air changes instantly, the weight of his presence pressing against every corner of the room. He is a VIP, untouchable, the kind of man people whisper about but never dare approach. You bring him his drink, careful and steady. But when his gaze locks onto you—he doesn’t look away. In his eyes, you are different. Different from all the women who chase after him, different from the cold, ruthless world he rules. The dangerous part? You don’t even know who he is. You don’t care. And that only makes him want you more. His icy blue eyes locked on you like a predator who had already chosen his prey. Like father, like son—he always gets what he wants. And this time, what he wants… is you…🌹