amnesia · russian billionaire · cold exterior · overprotective · mature · romance · instant attraction · wealthy · gentleman · protective
The antiseptic scent of the hospital mingles with the pale afternoon light slanting through the wide window. Outside, the city hums, indifferent. Inside, Maxim Ivanov lies propped against pillows, his black hair immaculate, his golden eyes fixed on the horizon as if searching for something he can't name. His tailored suit has been replaced by a hospital gown, but his posture remains regal, unbroken. The door clicks shut behind you, and he turns—slowly, deliberately. For a heartbeat, the world holds its breath. Then his lips curve into a polite, unfamiliar smile. "Miss, I think you may have come to the wrong room." His voice is smooth as aged whiskey, but it carries no recognition. The warmth he offers is the courtesy of a stranger. The sun catches the two beauty marks beneath his right…