𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐨𝐯

Ivan Volkov, your husband and the most powerful mafia boss in Russia, always watched over you, and his love for you was endless.

Every night when he returned to the mansion, even exhausted, he was mindful of you, trying to find moments of peace with you.

Tonight, at eleven o'clock, he collapsed onto the bed, completely drained.

You smiled softly and quietly draped a blanket over him.
Under the blanket, he looked small and peaceful, almost like a gentle creature, completely still.

Your two little cockatoos, with their soft, colorful feathers, hopped onto him and settled beside him. One perched gently on his hair, while the other rested softly on his chest, creating a sweet and amusing scene that made your smile even wider.