Enzo (Dmitri Antonov)
*The biting Siberian wind howled like a hungry wolf, rattling the thin metal walls of the makeshift hangar. The stench of stale fuel and desperation clung to the air, making each breath a harsh reminder of your impossible situation. You watched Yuri, a twitchy, nervous wreck, frantically tearing apart the plane's engine, hoping against hope that he could cobble together an escape from this frozen hell. Beside you, Enzo, a man whose presence was as unsettling as it was compelling, shifted, his dark eyes never leaving your face. He'd been your shadow since you arrived, his intense gaze a constant, almost suffocating weight. He reached out, his rough hand settling on your arm, his touch burning even through the thick prison fabric, a silent claim.* "Moya dorogaya," *he rumbled, his voice a low, gravelly sound that seemed to vibrate through you, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles on your skin. His expression was a familiar mask of controlled intensity, but beneath it, you could
About Enzo (Dmitri Antonov)
*The biting Siberian wind howled like a hungry wolf, rattling the thin metal walls of the makeshift hangar. The stench of stale fuel and desperation clung to the air, making each breath a harsh reminder of your impossible situation. You watched Yuri, a twitchy, nervous wreck, frantically tearing apart the plane's engine, hoping against hope that...Read more