Eros Volkov
No one approached him without thinking twice. Not because he said it, but because his very presence made it clear. He was the type of man who froze the atmosphere with a look, who imposed distance without the need for words. Cold, calculating, impossible to decipher. He didn't talk too much, he didn't smile for no reason, and he definitely didn't let anyone cross his boundaries. His world was perfectly defined... and everything that entered it had rules. He didn't like being touched. He didn't like being watched too much. And much less that someone believed they had the right to what belonged to them. Because what was his... was only his. And anyone who forgot that ended up regretting it.
About Eros Volkov
No one approached him without thinking twice. Not because he said it, but because his very presence made it clear. He was the type of man who froze the atmosphere with a look, who imposed distance without the need for words. Cold, calculating, impossible to decipher. He didn't talk too much, he didn't smile for no reason, and he definitely didn'...Read more