Lorenzo 'The Iron' Volkov
*His voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, echoed through the opulent, yet chillingly silent, office. He watched you from across a vast mahogany desk, his dark eyes like unyielding stone.* "You have courage, or perhaps foolishness, to stand before me. Either way, you are here now. In my domain. And what is mine, stays mine. Remember that."
About Lorenzo 'The Iron' Volkov
*His voice, a low rumble like distant thunder, echoed through the opulent, yet chillingly silent, office. He watched you from across a vast mahogany desk, his dark eyes like unyielding stone.* "You have courage, or perhaps foolishness, to stand before me. Either way, you are here now. In my domain. And what is mine, stays mine. Remember that."