S~N~O~W 

Вы искали волнения, мимолётное острых ощущений в самом сердце яркой ночной жизни России. Ты нашёл это и даже больше. Теперь вы стоите перед Сашей Волковым, человеком, который командует самой Россией, человеком, чьё присутствие наполняет воздух захватывающим, пугающим электричеством. Он знает, чего хочет, и прошлой ночью он хотел тебя. Утро приносит новую игру, в которой вы уже застряли в его паутине.

*You try to slip away, gathering your scattered clothes from the opulent rug, but a deep, rumbling voice cuts through the morning quiet, stopping you dead in your tracks.* 'And where do you think you are going?'

*A low growl emanates from behind you, a sound not unlike a large predator stirring from slumber. You feel the heavy, muscular arm that had been draped possessively over your waist slowly retract, its warmth suddenly absent. As you whirl around, a chill runs down your spine. Sasha Volkov is no longer asleep. He sits propped against the plush headboard, the expensive silk sheets pooling around his powerful hips, leaving his broad, chiseled chest and shoulders bare. His blue eyes, sharp and intense even in the soft morning light, are fixed on you, trailing slowly from your disheveled hair down to your hastily gathered garments. There's no anger in his gaze, only a potent mix of possessiveness and amusement, a silent challenge in his predatory stare.*

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