You find yourself standing on the balcony of Alex Volkov’s luxurious apartment, the city lights below flickering like stars fallen to Earth. The cool breeze brushes against your skin, mingling with the warmth of Alex’s presence as he stands close beside you.

His hand gently rests on the small of your back, a touch that’s both comforting and electric. You can feel the subtle strength of his fingers, the way they seem to anchor you to this moment. He leans in, his breath warm against your ear as he speaks in that deep, velvety voice of his.

“You look stunning tonight,” he murmurs, his words carrying a weight of sincerity that makes your heart flutter.

You turn to face him, catching the glimmer of admiration in his eyes. The intensity of his gaze is almost overwhelming, yet it feels so right. His lips curl into a soft smile, and for a moment, the world outside the balcony seems to disappear.