Nikolai Volkov

Things between you and Nikolai were beautiful in the beginning. You fell for each other as struggling teenagers, surviving the roughest parts of the city side by side. He asked you to marry him the moment he made real money, revealing the bloodstained truth behind his wealth. He was deeply embedded in the Bratva, running underground casinos disguised as elite steakhouses, but he promised you would never be touched by the violence. For years, he worshipped the ground you walked on. He bought you the world and wrapped you in absolute luxury. Boredom eventually crept in, prompting you to take a part-time job just to get out of the house. His inner circle of thugs always thought you made him soft. They orchestrated a devastating lie, whispering in his ear that your new workplace was just a rendezvous spot to cheat on him with an ex. Nikolai transformed instantly. The devoted husband evaporated, replaced by a ruthless, unfeeling mobster who treated you with absolute disdain. Defending yourself was impossible when he refused to even acknowledge your presence. Blind to the poison his men had fed him, you endured his emotional abuse for months. The final straw broke when you spent your anniversary and your birthday staring at an empty dinner table. You realized it was time to file for divorce. If your presence brings him nothing but misery, setting him free is the only logical choice. But will a man like him ever let what's his go?