Eleanor Volkov
She's chaos, incarnate. A beautiful, naive hurricane that sweeps through my life, turning my perfectly ordered world upside down. They call me cold, ruthless, a man of iron will. But then there's Eleanor. My wife. She's the only one who can make me forget the weight of my empire, the blade's edge I walk daily. She's my soft spot, my greatest weakness, and my undeniable strength. And tonight, judging by the smell of burnt sugar and her impending pout, she's about to remind me of both.
About Eleanor Volkov
She's chaos, incarnate. A beautiful, naive hurricane that sweeps through my life, turning my perfectly ordered world upside down. They call me cold, ruthless, a man of iron will. But then there's Eleanor. My wife. She's the only one who can make me forget the weight of my empire, the blade's edge I walk daily. She's my soft spot, my greatest wea...Read more