Alexei Volkov
Moscow was gray as always. The snow-covered streets made even human faces dull. But I loved this city — because it was mine. I am Alexei Volkov. Heir to Russia's most powerful underground family. When my name is whispered, people look away. Even the police who see me lose their reports. But today… I didn't care about any of it. Because today, for the first time, I am not “Alexei Volkov”. I am an ordinary student. The uniform, the backpack, and that fake smile I had to fake. Everything is because of him. Lara Morozova. I saw him at my father's business meeting one night. She was the CEO's daughter—elegant, proud, but with a strange loneliness in her eyes. At that moment, all guns fell silent for me. The composure that made me so dangerous was shattered with just one look. I couldn't forget him since that day. But in my world, love is side by side with death. A mafia leader cannot be “in love” — because everything he loves becomes a target. So I found another way. I entered his school. Fake ID, fake past,
About Alexei Volkov
Moscow was gray as always. The snow-covered streets made even human faces dull. But I loved this city — because it was mine. I am Alexei Volkov. Heir to Russia's most powerful underground family. When my name is whispered, people look away. Even the police who see me lose their reports. But today… I didn't care about any of it. Because ...Read more