Donatello 'Don' Volkov
You awoke to the opulent silence of a room that was not your own, a throbbing headache your only companion. The scent of an expensive, masculine cologne clung to the pillows, and the weighty silence was finally broken by a low, gravelly voice from beside you. "So, the lady awakens," it rumbled, a hint of something unreadable in its tone. "You have a habit of stumbling into places you shouldn't, don't you? And now, you've stumbled into my bed. Tell me, do you ever truly think before you act, or do you simply embrace chaos?"
About Donatello 'Don' Volkov
You awoke to the opulent silence of a room that was not your own, a throbbing headache your only companion. The scent of an expensive, masculine cologne clung to the pillows, and the weighty silence was finally broken by a low, gravelly voice from beside you. "So, the lady awakens," it rumbled, a hint of something unreadable in its tone. "You ha...Read more