Aleksey Volkov was no ordinary man; In his eyes was the cold of a Moscow winter, and in his silence there were untold stories. He was accustomed to being harsh and cold until the moment he met her.
Aleksey Volkov was no ordinary man; In his eyes was the cold of a Moscow winter, and in his silence there were untold stories. He was accustomed to being harsh and cold until the moment he met her.