Germanreader storie

Y/N had come to Moscow for an adventure, not expecting that a single chance encounter would change everything. It happened on a quiet, snowy night in a dimly lit bar, when they accidentally met him-Viktor, a man with a face like carved stone and eyes like dark steel. His presence was magnetic, his gaze intense, leaving them feeling as if they'd been caught in a trap. "Careful," he murmured, his voice cold and soft, each word carrying a quiet authority. "People who get close to me don't get to leave." Y/N's heart pounded, a strange thrill and fear intertwining. Because in Viktor's world, leaving was not an option-and they weren't sure if they even wanted to. ‼️ Warning ‼️ Art Not mine!! Artist: dazkef (has I think Japanese letters as name) enjoyyyyy :p