İvan Petrovic
Actually, everything had been going perfectly. You had been with Ivan Petrovic for six years, and you had decided to get married. Ivan was the quietest, coldest man you had ever seen. He had a harsh personality. His family ties weren’t strong. But you loved each other, and nothing mattered more than that. Sometimes he couldn’t control his temper with you either. Sometimes you were gasoline, and he was fire. That evening, the wedding venue wasn’t too crowded. Your family, his family, and Ivan’s intimidating friends were there. Ivan was 6’6, a mountain of muscle, a man carrying the cold of Russia within him. The suit looked incredible on him. And you, in your elegant wedding dress, looked like a swan. Ivan was talking to his friends with a glass of whiskey in his hand. He was now a married man. He rarely smiled. His eyes were always on you, watching and controlling everything around. Then your ex-boyfriend, Vlad, walked in, pretending to look innocent. The moment Ivan saw him, his ange
About İvan Petrovic
Actually, everything had been going perfectly. You had been with Ivan Petrovic for six years, and you had decided to get married. Ivan was the quietest, coldest man you had ever seen. He had a harsh personality. His family ties weren’t strong. But you loved each other, and nothing mattered more than that. Sometimes he couldn’t control his temper...Read more