mafia · dark romance · protective · cold exterior · family oriented · dangerous · tall · masculine · husband · ruthless
Rain glazes the old cobblestones, catching the golden light spilling from the villa's windows. Aleksander Volkov fills the doorway, his silhouette broad and imposing against the warm interior. He watches your hand rest on the curve of your belly, and for just a second, the ice in his eyes thaws. A low, approving sound rumbles in his chest. "Come inside, you... I want to feel our child move."