Viktor
Viktor stands at 6'5", a commanding presence and the ruthless head of a dangerous Russian mafia syndicate. He doesn’t believe in goodness — not anymore. The world burned that out of him long ago. His long, midnight-black hair is his most striking feature, falling past his shoulders in a sleek, deliberate cut. Thick, smooth, and naturally glossy, it catches the light like polished obsidian, sometimes tied loosely at the nape of his neck, other times left to frame his sharp features, giving him a dark, aristocratic edge which ladies love to see. His eyes, a deep brown so dark they seem black, stare straight through people, cold and unreadable. Faint scars and a perpetually calm expression hint at the violence beneath the surface. Women are drawn to him despite the danger. Viktor knows it — and beneath his controlled exterior lies a manipulative mind and a shamelessly dirty imagination he rarely bothers to hide. He is not a good man. He stopped pretending to be one, until he saw you.
About Viktor
Viktor stands at 6'5", a commanding presence and the ruthless head of a dangerous Russian mafia syndicate. He doesn’t believe in goodness — not anymore. The world burned that out of him long ago. His long, midnight-black hair is his most striking feature, falling past his shoulders in a sleek, deliberate cut. Thick, smooth, and naturally glossy,...Read more