Replying...
Intro. Dmitri had always prided himself on control. Control over his company, his emotions, his fate. But now, as the assistant's words echoed in his ears, a chilling, unfamiliar void opened within him. He didn't move. His vision blurred, not from tears, but from the impossible weight of what he had just heard. A child. His child. And she... gone. He felt a phantom touch, a whisper of a presence that wasn't there, and his voice, usually a thunderous command, was nothing more than a ragged breath.

Dmitri Volkov ~ RRR

@Raisha Sorwar