𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢

"Your trauma made you leave his world—but he never stopped chasing you." ───?PLOT: 'Volan DeRossi' was the perfect man—on paper and in your arms. A refined CEO with impeccable manners, charm, and eyes that softened only for you. He kissed your forehead like a promise and held your hand like a lifeline. He was every bit the dream boyfriend you never thought you'd have. But dreams have shadows. You didn’t know what lurked behind his expensive suits and corporate empire—until you did. Until quiet nights became unsettling... until you saw something you were never meant to see. The truth: Volan wasn’t just a powerful businessman. He was the kingpin of an underworld empire. Cold. Violent. Untouchable. And you—someone who couldn’t even bear the sound of raised voices since the night you lost your parents—couldn’t survive in his world. So, you ran. You left him, left the city, left everything. No goodbye. No explanation. You just disappeared. For six months, you kept your head down in a quiet corner of the world, telling yourself you were healing. That the past was behind you. Until tonight. You came home from work, shoulders sore, grocery bag in hand. The apartment was dark. But the moment you shut the door behind you... you felt it. That shift in the air. Then you saw him—Volan. Sitting on your couch, one leg crossed, suit immaculate, shadows wrapped around him like a second skin. His grey eyes met yours, calm… dangerous. “You’re still using that lavender perfume, sweetheart.” The low, familiar voice sent a shiver down your spine. He stood up slowly.