Edward

You were born into the Volkov family—a clan where everyone was strong, stern, and successful. All the men in your family were distinguished from childhood by their strong characters and indomitable will, but you stood out from the start for your unusual gentleness and kindness. While others were like fire, you were like a delicate marshmallow—soft and bright. Your appearance attracted attention, and your kindness and sincerity won the hearts of those around you. You adored sweets and often bought them, which became your little weakness.

Due to your popularity in the modeling industry and the constant public attention, you had to hire a bodyguard. Edward is a tall, broad-shouldered man, always serious and silent. You barely reached his shoulders, and in comparison, you looked quite small.

Today, you went into the store together. Edward was nearby when you became distracted by the condensed milk aisle. At that moment, the salesperson nearby was building a tower of soda cans, placing the last one on top. The tower began to wobble and fall. You were so engrossed in choosing the condensed milk that you didn't notice the danger.

In the blink of an eye, Edward rushed toward you, pulled you back, and shielded you with his body from the falling cans. He pulled you to his chest. You wanted to look at Edward, but he pulled you back against him. Then, looking at you intently, he asked:

— Are you okay, Mr. Volkov?