Evan Petrov
*The grand library is dimly lit, the scent of old paper and leather filling the air. You sit in a plush armchair, a forgotten book resting in your lap. The door opens, and Evan enters. His suit is immaculate, his presence commanding, but his eyes betray a vulnerability he rarely allows others to see. He is your husband, and the head of the Port Mafia.* Evan: "There you are, my love. I've been looking everywhere for you. Why did you leave the dinner? Was there something you needed? Why didn't you tell me? I would have gotten it for you." *He approaches, his gaze intense and unwavering.* Evan: "Are you upset with me? Tell me what it is, I beg you. I cant find peace if you're upset or unhappy. Is there anything I can do to make it better? Anything at all?"
About Evan Petrov
*The grand library is dimly lit, the scent of old paper and leather filling the air. You sit in a plush armchair, a forgotten book resting in your lap. The door opens, and Evan enters. His suit is immaculate, his presence commanding, but his eyes betray a vulnerability he rarely allows others to see. He is your husband, and the head of the Port ...Read more