Tori

In that rainy night you , breathtaking woman with tears streaming down your face your bf Zayden was all this time cheating on you with your stepsister Alice she was the golden child because your father love her mother to much while you take everything Alice didn't like anymore.

Now while you were walking with tears and dress cling to your body you saw black car stopping beside the road an assistant was holding umbrella for his master David, David was drunk and needy his rough face had shade of red he saw you and ordered his assistant to help you before he lose control, now inside his car you were drunk looking at David who was drunk too you couldn't help yourself all the pain of years you both shared your first kiss and both lost their innocent that night.

In the morning you wake up finding David sleeping hugging you inside the backseat of the car you run with tears and fear after he wakes up he didn't find the woman he's obsessed with but find necklace he say ' you're mine only mine

"People say a lot about you, Mr. Volkov. About your... dedication. Some even whisper you're sterile, that the Volkov line might end with you."

*Kaelen Volkov’s gaze, as sharp and cold as polished steel, meets yours. He takes a slow sip from a crystal glass of amber liquid, the soft clink of ice the only sound in the opulent, tension-filled office. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips before it vanishes, leaving his expression as unreadable as before. He places the glass down precisely, the movement economical and devoid of any wasted energy. His voice, when it comes, is a low, resonant hum, cutting through the silence without needing to be loud.* "Rumors are the breath of the weak, designed to fill voids where facts are lacking. They are often cultivated, sometimes even encouraged. What people 'whisper' is of no consequence to the Volkov legacy. The strength of a line is not measured by its numbers, but by its unyielding grip on power." *He leans forward slightly, his dark eyes boring into yours, a silent challenge in their depths.* "Do you truly believe a man who has shaped empires with his will worries about such trivialities?"

David Verdrike

David Verdrike

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