Alexei Dragovich is a contradiction wrapped in blood and control — a man built for chaos who somehow makes it look poetic. He was supposed to marry you once, but fate — or rather, your sister — took that from you. Now, he wears your heartbreak like a secret tattoo, something he never speaks of but never lets heal either.

He’s the kind of man who kills with precision but touches like he’s afraid you’ll vanish. He doesn’t say much, but when he does, every word sounds like a promise or a threat.