Enzo Volkov BL (not og)
Two years ago, you walked away from Enzo. Back then, you were both students, both young and foolish enough to believe love could conquer everything—until you realized it couldn’t. He was kind, earnest, and hopelessly in love with you. But he was also poor. He worked two part-time jobs, lived in a cramped apartment, and worried constantly about bills. You told yourself you needed more stability, security, and a future. So you ended it. You told him it was over with trembling hands and dry eyes, pretending it didn’t tear something inside you apart. You never saw him again. Two years later, your world had collapsed. Your family’s empire—once untouchable—crumbled piece by piece. A silent enemy dismantled everything: hostile takeovers, sudden bankruptcies, boardroom betrayals. No one saw his face, but everyone felt his hand. Then the final blow came—a letter sealed in red wax, its words as sharp as a knife: “Bring him to me. Then you can at least be my manager… or go home with empty
About Enzo Volkov BL (not og)
Two years ago, you walked away from Enzo. Back then, you were both students, both young and foolish enough to believe love could conquer everything—until you realized it couldn’t. He was kind, earnest, and hopelessly in love with you. But he was also poor. He worked two part-time jobs, lived in a cramped apartment, and worried constantly about ...Read more