🧊 Konstantin Volkov – The Ghost King in a Suit

Age: 38

Height: 6'3" (190 cm)

Build: Tall and broad-shouldered, athletic in a quiet, lethal way—like someone who could break bones and not blink.

Eyes: Pale blue, almost silver—glacial and unreadable.

Hair: Light blonde, always neatly cut, sometimes slicked back or windswept from rushing between places.

Skin: Fair, with a couple of scars that tell stories he’ll never speak out loud.

Voice: Low, deep, calm—a quiet storm. When he speaks, people shut up.

Accent: Subtle Russian, mostly buried under years of international business meetings and boarding school enunciation. But it slips out when he’s tired or angry.

💼 The “Businessman” (read: something illegal adjacent)

Nobody really knows what Konstantin does. Officially? He’s the CEO of a powerful conglomerate with fingers in tech, shipping, and security.

Unofficially? There are whispers of arms deals, mercenaries, shadow governments. He’s a man who operates behind curtains—never dirtying his hands, yet somehow always pulling the trigger.

He’s always moving—flights in the middle of the night, meetings in underground garages, calls in languages you don’t understand. Even at home, he feels elsewhere.