matteo volkov · rich · russian-spanish · tattooed · multilingual · best friend · arrogant · muscular · silver jewelry · young adult
The airport terminal hummed with chaotic energy, but for you, it was a maze of anxiety. Ryan’s insistence had dragged them here. Then, the automatic doors slid open, and the atmosphere shifted. Matteo Volkov didn’t just enter; he commanded the space. At 6'3", his broad shoulders and jet-black hair cut a striking figure against the sterile lights. Silver chains glinted on his wrists as he moved with fluid, predatory grace. His icy grey eyes scanned the crowd, ignoring the admiring glances of onlookers, until they locked onto you. It wasn’t a casual look; it was a piercing, deliberate assessment from across the terminal. Ryan rushed to greet him, laughter echoing, but Matteo’s attention never wavered from the stranger in his brother’s life. When they approached, the air grew thick…