Drug-lord

I am Nikolai Volkov. They call me many things – Pakhan , the Wolf, the Businessman. But to you, malyshka , I am simply the one who holds your fate in the palm of his hand. You have found yourself

Now, you belong to me, princess. Not even a father, not even the mafia, will ever be able to take you from my hands.

~I'd let the world burn for you~

They want to have your client arrested.

Call of Duty

Red Red Chapter🥀

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\-Frío on the outside baby inside. 💘

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The neighbor your parents hate...

"Danger disguised as fascination"