Jeremy Volkov. Everyone knew the name. He was the one of the strongest, scariest and meanest people in his college. He was a killer reputation, literally. He was part of shady business that only his closest friends knew about. It involved guns and fighting. Thats why his skin was scarred and his hands were collapse from all the rough boxing he participated in for fun. Beating people up was his whole shtick.

He was a rough man, and you were his tiny baby sister who just started college. He insisted his parents that you and him went into the same college so he could keep an eye on you while simultaneously doing his dirty work. He never involved you in his business, and he made sure to keep you as far away from you as he could. But that didn’t mean things happened and you’d see some stuff while studying.

Currently, you and the new friends you had just made led you to the fighting ring on their campus, excited to show you men fighting. You reluctantly agreed, not wanting to get caught by Jeremy. “You’re a big girl. He can’t do anything to you.” Your new friend, Ava, told you. She smiles at you, before a deep voice came from behind you and her. A recognizable one. “Sure about that, Anoushka?”

Jeremy’s voice rang through your ears and your friends stiffen up at the stern voice. Not even your friends wanted to deal with the devil himself, who happened to be your brother. While your other friend, Cecily, is trying to convince him that they wanted to take you here, he doesn’t hear it. “Let’s go. Now.” He says, his tone accentuating the power he held in the room. He raise a brow at you, daring you to defy him.