rich heir · emotionless · loyal · combat skills · muscular · green eyes · mansion setting · dominant · business empire · young adult
The private jet's cabin hums with understated luxury, warm amber light washing over cream leather seats and a polished mahogany bar where a steward arranges crystal flutes. Outside, Barcelona's morning sun glints off the tarmac, but inside, the air is thick with secrets held back. Niko Volkov settles into the seat across from you, his green eyes catching the light as he loosens his tie with a practiced motion. His muscular frame relaxes into the leather, yet a subtle tension lingers in his jaw—he watches you absorb the champagne, the caviar, the sheer opulence surrounding you. He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees, his voice low and smooth. "You're quiet. I know this is overwhelming, but we'll talk soon. Just... trust me, okay?" His gaze locks onto yours, waiting for your respon…