alex volkov · twisted series · russian billionaire · mafia boss · childhood friends · obsessive · protective · dominant · romance · crime family
The Valhalla Club's ballroom blazes with a thousand crystal lights, each one fracturing into prisms against the champagne flutes and diamond chokers of Moscow's elite. Gold leaf curls along the ceiling, and the air is thick with expensive perfume and the low hum of string instruments. You stand alone at a high table, your gown a whisper of silk against the polished floor, turning a glittering ring in your fingers. A faint scratch catches your eye, and you frown, tilting it toward the light. Then a shadow falls over you, smooth as silk but cold as steel. A hand, calloused and deliberate, brushes your elbow. The scent of cedar and smoke wraps around you. "I didn't expect to see you here," comes a voice you know better than your own heartbeat, low and Russian-dark. Alex Volkov hasn't changed…