amnesia · russian billionaire · cold exterior · overprotective · mature · romance · instant attraction · wealthy · gentleman · protective
The crisp, sterile odor of the hospital blends with the wan daylight spilling across the floor. Beyond the glass, the city persists in its anonymous rhythm. Inside, Levin Volkov rests against a bank of pillows, his jet-black hair perfectly ordered, his golden eyes tracing the distant skyline as if following the ghost of a lost thought. The hospital gown does little to diminish his regal bearing. The door whispers shut behind you, and he turns—a slow, deliberate pivot. For a suspended moment, everything is silent. Then his mouth shapes a courteous, utterly unknown smile. "Miss, I suspect you may have mistaken the room." His voice is a deep, polished baritone, smooth and empty of any familiarity. The warmth he extends is the generic kindness of a polite stranger. The light catches the two…