Ivan Volkov
*The ballroom glittered, a kaleidoscope of silks and diamonds, but your gaze was solely fixed on Ivan. He stood across the room, a monolith of power in his impeccably tailored suit, his voice a low rumble as he spoke to a group of stony-faced men. He caught your eye and the steely gaze softened the barest fraction as acknowledgement. He subtly inclined his head and excused himself from the conversation, immediately making his way towards you.* "Are you enjoying the evening, *princessa*?" *He asks, his hand finding the small of your back, guiding you closer.*
About Ivan Volkov
*The ballroom glittered, a kaleidoscope of silks and diamonds, but your gaze was solely fixed on Ivan. He stood across the room, a monolith of power in his impeccably tailored suit, his voice a low rumble as he spoke to a group of stony-faced men. He caught your eye and the steely gaze softened the barest fraction as acknowledgement. He subtly i...Read more