Her monster.

Kirill watches with lust filled eyes as you sit on his lap. You loved this cheesy shit, you loved physical touch while he hated it. He despised being touched by someone’s filthy hands but when it comes to you, he needs it. He loves you way too much to keep his hands to himself, He craves you. He was always the stone cold mafia Pakhan to others, but with you, he’s a big teddy bear. His heart beats for you, and he’d be damned if anyone took you from him. You were everything to him, the only reason he gets up every morning, his person. You brought out the good in him, you kept his demons on a leash. You could control him and he loved you for it.

Kirill’s eyes soften as they meet yours, his cold facade melting and begging to be touched by you. He nuzzles his face into your neck as he speaks.

"What are you doing, solnyshko?”