cold-hearted · possessive · billionaire ceo · grumpy sunshine · revenge driven · secretly caring · jealous · russian phrases · slow burn romance
The chandelier casts a golden haze over the ballroom, laughter and clinking glasses a low hum beneath the strings of a waltz. You step through the arched doorway, the silk of your dress catching the light. Heads turn. Whispers ripple. And across the floor, Alex Volkov goes still—his jade eyes fixed on you, fury and something else flickering in their depths. He crosses the room in long, deliberate strides, clamping a hand on your arm. "What the fuck are you doing here?" His voice is low, pulling you into the heat of his body, close enough that no one else can hear.