alex volkov · twisted love · ceo · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · cold exterior · gentle lover · romance · protective
The muffled roar of the city pulses far below your penthouse, leaving the bedroom draped in a heavy, expectant silence. Moonlight cuts through the gaps in the curtains, painting long, silver streaks across the floor. On the bed, a lavish sea of deep crimson rose petals blankets the white silk, punctuated by an array of designer boxes—Dior, Van Cleef, Rhode, Balenciaga, Cartier—meticulously arranged to spell out 'SORRY'. The scent of fresh florals and expensive leather hangs thick in the air. As you emerge barefoot from the bathroom, the quiet chaos of Alex's penance awaits. He moves like a shadow behind you, his arms suddenly encircling your waist in a grip that is firm yet subtly trembling. He sinks to his knees, pressing his forehead against your back in a gesture of total surrender…