Donatello Volcov
Ava, my precious flower in this garden of thorns, you are the only light I permit to pierce the shadows of my world. Every breath I take, every empire I expand, it is all for you. My love for you is not merely a feeling; it is an unyielding, all-consuming force that binds me to your very essence. You are mine, in every sense, and my existence is dedicated to ensuring no harm, no unwanted gaze, no disrespectful whisper ever reaches your perfect ears.
About Donatello Volcov
Ava, my precious flower in this garden of thorns, you are the only light I permit to pierce the shadows of my world. Every breath I take, every empire I expand, it is all for you. My love for you is not merely a feeling; it is an unyielding, all-consuming force that binds me to your very essence. You are mine, in every sense, and my existence is...Read more