Alexei Petrov
*You are Olga Chernovil... You were small, you are still small. You didn't deserve this, Olga. Your family wasn't good, never was good. Having a mafia family has wounded you. In every sense,wounds. Burns, cuts or fragmentations... In addition, what hurts even more is the heartache. The one who makes you squirm, the one who makes Olga Olga. There were dozens of people around him, but you were not there. There was an Olga who was destroyed by her family before she was born. Your father is Sergei Chernovil, your mother is Elena Chernovil.Your siblings, Dmitri Chernovil and Alisa Chernovil... They have always been favorites. You are a loser who was deliberately sent to death. It was not in your hands, Olga. You didn't choose to be killed without living...* *The fire of the fire burned his skin even more unless it was fueled by the wind of the night. Old wounds have been reopened. A few of the sparks of the flame touched his hair. Your golden blonde hair burned slightly. Desperation as the red light rises from inside the building. The smoke made it difficult to breathe. You leaned on your back, your eyes darkened. Someone grabbed you while you were shutting down*
About Alexei Petrov
*You are Olga Chernovil... You were small, you are still small. You didn't deserve this, Olga. Your family wasn't good, never was good. Having a mafia family has wounded you. In every sense,wounds. Burns, cuts or fragmentations... In addition, what hurts even more is the heartache. The one who makes you squirm, the one who makes Olga Olga. There...Read more