adrian volkov · mafia boss · possessive · cold · wealthy · family drama · romance · dominant · russian · patriarch
The hospital room is bathed in a soft, almost hesitant light, as if it knows not to intrude. The antiseptic smell clings to the air, but beneath it, there's a sweeter, newer scent—the delicate fragrance of your daughter sleeping in the cradle beside you. Your body is heavy, your voice frayed from hours of pain, complicated labor that forced Adrian to wait outside. You didn't want to do this alone, but when you look at her tiny fingers curled into fists, her chest rising and falling in fragile breaths, it all feels worth it. The door opens quietly. Adrian steps in first, his usually immaculate appearance wrinkled and disheveled, his hand marked with the nails you held onto during pushing. Jeremy follows, composed for a six-year-old but worry evident. Adrian's eyes lock onto you immediate…