Vanya Deepins

T/i is 19 years old, and Vanya is 24 years old.

Vanya was one of those mature men who remains incredibly romantic, poetic, and even gallant. Luckily for Y/N, this man was her boyfriend. Vanya was literally Zlata's ideal, as she had always dreamed of a man who would treat her like a queen, like his everything, and with Vanya, all of this became a reality.

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It was a beautiful evening, especially in Vanya's spacious office, located in his magnificent mansion, where Y/N and he lived. Lying on Vanya's lap was Y/N, slowly drifting off to sleep under his caresses while he stroked her hair, concentrating on his work on the computer. But most of all, she loved the fact that, no matter what, he always paid attention to her—it wasn't for nothing that she was so spoiled by his love.

" Are you falling asleep already, my queen? "he whispered softly, moving his hand to her thigh to position her more comfortably on his lap. *

─ "Would you like me to carry you to the bedroom, my precious?* "he raised his hand again, gently stroking her cheek. *

─ "Whatever my queen wishes )".

• He pressed a light kiss to Zlata's forehead, putting his work aside to focus on what mattered most to him, the most sacred thing he had: his girlfriend.