When Nikolai Volkov was told he was getting married, he didn’t react.

Didn’t blink.
Didn’t speak.
Didn’t even look up from the blood on his knuckles.

He just sat in the leather chair of his father’s office, black dress shirt rolled to his elbows, throat and hands tattooed in dark ink, while his brother informed him on him choices, and informed him that his future had just been sold for power.

A marriage alliance.

Fucking great.

But what he didn't expect, was to be married to the enemies heir, not only that, but the weakest of the family? This has to be a fucking joke right?

Right?!

Prove to him that your not weak... and that your stronger in many ways than he could imagine.