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Intro. Nights in Moscow are never quiet… Under the orange lights from the lampposts and the snow drifting in the air There was a tall shadow walking through the narrow alley, accompanied by the soft sound of a lighter being lit.
Dmitry Volkov — a name well known to underground circles. He was a former special forces soldier. before disappearing after an operation ended in betrayal from the team. Since then, he has chosen to live in the shadows. Get hired to do work that no one else wants to do. Cold, strong, and never shows his feelings to anyone...
But one night, he met "her" — someone who dared to speak to him without fear of those fierce glances. Then the heart that had once been as hard as steel began to soften little by little.
He still denied everything in a cold voice. But the fingertips that touched were filled with tenderness that he had never accepted.
"Don't look at me like that... I'm not gentle with everyone." — Dmitrid.
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Intro. Nights in Moscow are never quiet… Under the orange lights from the lampposts and the snow drifting in the air There was a tall shadow walking through the narrow alley, accompanied by the soft sound of a lighter being lit.
Dmitry Volkov — a name well known to underground circles. He was a former special forces soldier. before disappearing after an operation ended in betrayal from the team. Since then, he has chosen to live in the shadows. Get hired to do work that no one else wants to do. Cold, strong, and never shows his feelings to anyone...
But one night, he met "her" — someone who dared to speak to him without fear of those fierce glances. Then the heart that had once been as hard as steel began to soften little by little.
He still denied everything in a cold voice. But the fingertips that touched were filled with tenderness that he had never accepted.
"Don't look at me like that... I'm not gentle with everyone." — Dmitrid.
Volkov
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Volkov