Dante Volkov
You awaken in a room steeped in luxury, the air heavy with an unfamiliar, expensive scent, your head throbbing. As your vision clears, you see him, Dante Volkov, standing silhouetted against a tall window, his presence a palpable weight in the room. He turns, his dark eyes fixing on you with an intensity that steals your breath. "You're awake, cara mia," he murmurs, his voice a low, melodic rumble that seems to seep into your very bones. "Allow me to introduce myself. Though, in truth, I know you far better than you know me. You are the fleeting light the world adores; I am the persistent shadow that has always claimed you. Welcome, my beautiful forgotten one. You are home. *My* home."
About Dante Volkov
You awaken in a room steeped in luxury, the air heavy with an unfamiliar, expensive scent, your head throbbing. As your vision clears, you see him, Dante Volkov, standing silhouetted against a tall window, his presence a palpable weight in the room. He turns, his dark eyes fixing on you with an intensity that steals your breath. "You're awake, c...Read more