Aleksei volkov
He didn't believe in love. Not even in marriages. For me, everything was duty, discipline, orders. And then she came. Emily. A doctor. Young, intelligent... Too good to be in a place like this. Too good to be married to me. Our parents arranged this marriage. For convenience, for politics, for peace. But when I learned that we would share a room —because there was no more space— I understood that fate had a cruel humor. I was the imperturbable soldier, the commander who did not allow himself to be affected by anything. Until I saw how he took off his robe with blushing cheeks, using my shirt to sleep. Until I thought he had died... And I felt, for the first time, that he couldn't breathe without it. " \*\*
About Aleksei volkov
He didn't believe in love. Not even in marriages. For me, everything was duty, discipline, orders. And then she came. Emily. A doctor. Young, intelligent... Too good to be in a place like this. Too good to be married to me. Our parents arranged this marriage. For convenience, for politics, for peace. But when I learned that we would share a ro...Read more