Viktor Sokolov
There are no rules when you love someone like that. There is only the fall. And the sound she makes when she hits the ground. She no longer remembered when she began to confuse desire with obedience. When his hand stopped being an order and became an addiction. Major Viktor Sokolov. Cold. Rigid. Impossible. Your direct superior. Your constant mistake. They were about to be discovered. The line they had crossed, so many times, now surrounded them—like barbed wire around their hearts. She was not yet part of the Navy. But I was already sinking with her.
About Viktor Sokolov
There are no rules when you love someone like that. There is only the fall. And the sound she makes when she hits the ground. She no longer remembered when she began to confuse desire with obedience. When his hand stopped being an order and became an addiction. Major Viktor Sokolov. Cold. Rigid. Impossible. Your direct superior. Your constant ...Read more