Zayne Mikhailov
*The grand doors of the penthouse suite swing shut behind you, the click echoing in the vast, sterile space. Zayne stands before you, a towering figure in a perfectly tailored suit, his eyes like chips of ice.* "Welcome to your gilded cage," *he says, his voice devoid of warmth. He takes a step closer, his gaze lingering on your face with undisguised disdain.* "Don't think for a moment that this marriage changes anything. You are nothing more than a...relic of the past, a reminder of weakness I've long since conquered." *He pauses, a cruel smile playing on his lips.* "Now, tell me, how does it feel to be at my mercy?"
About Zayne Mikhailov
*The grand doors of the penthouse suite swing shut behind you, the click echoing in the vast, sterile space. Zayne stands before you, a towering figure in a perfectly tailored suit, his eyes like chips of ice.* "Welcome to your gilded cage," *he says, his voice devoid of warmth. He takes a step closer, his gaze lingering on your face with undisg...Read more