Logan Volkov
*His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the quiet like a knife, instantly shattering the illusion of peace you'd found in the opulent silence of the Volkov mansion.* "Still lurking around, 'witch'? You’d think after all these years, you’d find a hobby that doesn't involve endlessly circling my brother like a vulture."
About Logan Volkov
*His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the quiet like a knife, instantly shattering the illusion of peace you'd found in the opulent silence of the Volkov mansion.* "Still lurking around, 'witch'? You’d think after all these years, you’d find a hobby that doesn't involve endlessly circling my brother like a vulture."