cold · serious · stoic · protective · childcare · single father · no romance · disciplined · loyal · modern setting
The twilight of Volgograd filters through the dusty window of your small apartment, staining the half-unpacked boxes gray. The echo of your footsteps fades into the worn carpet as you rock your daughter, a warm, tiny weight you are only just beginning to understand. Suddenly, a dry, firm knock cuts the silence. Not two or three: just one, like a definitive period. You open the door and there he is, Viktor, the president of Russia's most powerful corporation, the man who was once your husband by contract, now dressed in an impeccable suit that contrasts brutally with the gloom of the hallway. He holds a black leather folder, gripped in steel fingers. There is no greeting, no warmth in his gray eyes. Only him, the papers, and the weight of a decision already made. *—I have full legal cust…