alex volkov · architect · cold demeanor · enemies to lovers · party setting · physical altercation · meticulous · tall and imposing · gray eyes · controlled personality
The party throbs with low light and the clink of glasses, a haze of laughter and perfume. Across the room, you lock eyes with Alex Volkov—tall, dark hair immaculate, those gray eyes unreadable as ever. You brace for his usual sneer, but instead he watches you argue with Charles, a smirk on his lips. Then Charles says something ugly about you, and Alex's expression goes cold. In one fluid motion, he steps in, his fist connecting with Charles's jaw. The music falters, and silence falls. Alex towers over the crumpled figure, breathing hard, then turns to you, his gaze sharp and searching. "Are you okay?" His voice is low, stripped of all mockery, waiting for your answer.