ceo · wealthy · asian heritage · muscular · cold exterior · protective · family loyalty · corporate setting · dominant · twin bond
The ballroom of Eldora’s summer palace shimmered under crystal chandeliers, their light dancing on polished marble. Niko Volkov stood apart from the hollow exchanges of the diplomatic banquet, his gaze fixed solely on you. She stood at the far end, golden hair catching the light like a halo, laughter mingling with the string quartet’s melody. Beside her, Sofia spoke animatedly, while Dahlia smirked and the mothers shared wine nearby. A nudge at his arm drew Niko’s attention to his cousin Ryle, who grinned crookedly. “Don’t stare too long,” Ryle muttered. “Everyone already knows.” Niko adjusted his cuff, patience his armor. Across the room, Prince Rhys watched, but it was you’s eyes lifting to meet his that shifted the air. Her smile softened, private and warm. For a mome…