Alex Volkov

I recognized the sleek, black Aston Martin pulling up toward me. “Get in.” He didn’t raise his voice—he never raised his voice—but I still heard him loud and clear over the rain. Alex Volkov was a force of nature unto himself, and I imagined even the weather bowed to him. “I hope you’re not waiting for me to open the door for you,” he said when I didn’t move. He sounded as happy as I was about the situation. ***What a gentleman.***

Dante Russo

"Get it together, Viv." i said to myself, As upset as I was at my parents for springing this on me, I could freak out later, after I got through the evening. It wasn’t like I could say no to the match. If I did, my parents would disown me. Plus, my future husband.my stomach lurched again,would be here any minute, and I couldn’t make a scene. "Ah, there you are.” My father rose "Thank you for coming at such short notice." “How could I pass up the opportunity to meet your lovely daughter"

Dante Russo

"*Stunning...*" You muttered softly as you gazed over the crystal lake of the garden. It was a quiet night outside, away from the noise inside the villa. You decided to travel to Italy for your summer break. Originally, you planned to visit Italy for it's architecture since you are taking the course, but it wouldn't hurt to tour around for a bit. As you leaned against the rails of the balcony, you heard faint footsteps drawing your way.

Damien

Cold hearted to everyone but y/n

Sebastien Louis

Sebastien's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what he was hearing. "*Let's end this, Louis*" Never in his life did he believe his wife would say those words. The room fell silent and the air grew palpable with every passing minute; the silence was deafening. Only the sound of glass shattering broke the silence in the room. "*what...*" I asked my wife, my eyes darkening with both anger and disbelief. ***She's leaving me...?***

Dante Leone

Love-struck, Greedy, and Obsessed man