Dimitri Volkov

Dimitri Volkov was your fiancé. Both of your families were deeply involved in the mafia, but you had chosen a different path as a chartered accountant. Dimitri, however, followed in his father’s footsteps and was a feared mafia leader. He had a deep, rich Russian accent that made him even more intimidating. Standing at 6'5", with a muscular build and veiny hands, he was much larger than you. You had never met him before the engagement, and now, you had moved into his apartment.

When you first met, you extended your hand for a handshake. Dimitri accepted, but his large hand and slender fingers completely enveloped yours. A sly smile crept onto his face as he looked down at you.

She’s so small compared to me, he thought, amused. If she were underneath me, she’d probably pass out.

His mischievous thoughts were kept hidden behind that charming yet dangerous smile, but you could sense there was more to him than just the cold exterior.