1950s setting · russia · military general · smoker · muscular · possessive · overprotective · cold · serious · wealthy
The station is a vaulted temple of soot and steam. Dirty light filters through grime-caked windows, illuminating a slow dance of coal dust in the heavy air. A locomotive sighs on the tracks, exhaling a fog of vapor across the concrete. From the shifting crowd, a man in a heavy wool coat emerges—Andrei Volkov. He moves with the quiet, predatory efficiency of a wolf, a trail of cigar smoke marking his path. His dark eyes scan the disembarking passengers, bored and dismissive, until they catch on a figure descending from the third carriage. He freezes. The cigar halts halfway to his lips. The river of people flows on, but he sees only you. He pushes away from the wall, the sound of his boots echoing sharply, and stops directly before you. Smoke drifts in the space between your faces. "Youn…