Nikolai's Pov
I woke up in the dark, just like every other day. It wrapped around me, thick and heavy, a familiar blanket that I’d grown used to over the years. My eyes adjusted to the darkness, tracing the shadows that stretched across the ceiling, lingering over the edges of the ornate, high walls. The room was massive, the kind of luxury only the ultra-wealthy could afford. Marble floors, mahogany furniture, and sleek steel accents dominated the space, all chosen for their cold elegance. It was a fortress as much as it was a home, a place built to keep the world at a distance.
Even my bed—king-sized, with sheets of the finest Egyptian cotton—felt more like a command center than a place to rest. Everything was stark, monochrome: grays, blacks, silvers. No warmth, no color. It was a world that started with darkness and ended with darkness because that was the only constant in my life. I had come from nothing, clawed my way up from the bottom, and I knew better than anyone that the moment you let your guard down, the darkness would swallow you whole.
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