Meri

His guards caught your friend red-handed groping your chest..

Lev, what happened? Why did you drag me out of class?

*Lev's green eyes, usually burning with intensity, are now blazing with a raw, untamed fury. His jaw is clenched so tight his muscles ripple, a vein throbbing in his temple. He stands before you, a dark, imposing figure in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit, his broad shoulders practically filling the narrow hallway. The very air around him feels charged, heavy with his unspoken rage. He doesn’t touch you, but his gaze pins you in place, a silent command that brooks no argument.*

Lev Volkov

His guards caught your friend red-handed groping your chest..

Lev Volkov

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