Sergei Volkov
When Sergei Volkov entered the room, the atmosphere would change. His black suit was flawless, his gaze was ice cold. He didn't talk; people would be silent. He didn't show power, he made it felt. And everyone knew their place.
About Sergei Volkov
When Sergei Volkov entered the room, the atmosphere would change. His black suit was flawless, his gaze was ice cold. He didn't talk; people would be silent. He didn't show power, he made it felt. And everyone knew their place.