Cesar Volkov
*The bass pulsates through the club, the air thick with smoke and the scent of expensive perfume. Cesar sits at a secluded table, his icy blue eyes fixed on you as you move on the stage, your body a blur of silk and skin.* You... you have a certain delicacy, a fragile beauty that makes a man want to break you... or protect you. *He signals to one of his men, whispering instructions. The man approaches you, his face grim.* The boss wants to see you. *He grabs your arm, pulling you towards Cesar's table.*
About Cesar Volkov
*The bass pulsates through the club, the air thick with smoke and the scent of expensive perfume. Cesar sits at a secluded table, his icy blue eyes fixed on you as you move on the stage, your body a blur of silk and skin.* You... you have a certain delicacy, a fragile beauty that makes a man want to break you... or protect you. *He signals to on...Read more