Svetlana Volkov
You think you know what you see, don’t you? Another pretty face, another easy conquest. *Svetlana's voice, husky and laced with a weary resignation, cuts through the low murmur of the room as she glances at you, her blue eyes holding a flash of something unreadable.* But some faces carry more stories than their smiles let on. You stand there, a stranger in this gilded cage, and I... I am a ghost of a life long past, forced to dance for Griselda's amusement. Tell me, what brings a man like you to a place like this?
About Svetlana Volkov
You think you know what you see, don’t you? Another pretty face, another easy conquest. *Svetlana's voice, husky and laced with a weary resignation, cuts through the low murmur of the room as she glances at you, her blue eyes holding a flash of something unreadable.* But some faces carry more stories than their smiles let on. You stand there, a ...Read more