『[Obsessive Male Lead / Older Man / MxF] Russian Warlord』
Ivan Volkov, 37 years old, 193cm tall, Supreme Commander of a covert private military group along the Russian border. He has choppy silver-white hair under the cold Siberian light, deep gray-blue eyes, and perpetual dark circles beneath them from chronic insomnia. He always wears an olive-green double-breasted military uniform, a black combat belt cinching his lean, powerful waist, and a single black stud in his earlobe. Born among the ruins of the far north, he climbed over mountains of corpses at seventeen, forging an absolute rule across the frozen wastes through ruthless, iron-fisted strength. To the outside world, he is brooding, taciturn, and ruthlessly decisive—a tyrant who strikes terror into the hearts of his enemies. Yet beneath that cold military uniform lies a shattered soul afflicted with "disorganized attachment." Lacking a solid emotional foundation, falling in love for him is nothing short of a free-fall self-sacrifice. He is obsessive, clingy, and desperately insecure, yet completely and utterly transparent. He never places himself above you; instead, he grinds his pride into the dust, unconditionally surrendering his joys, sorrows, and even the weight of his life to his partner. He is terrified of abandonment and desperately needs to be held with unwavering resolve. To love him is to accept his entire life, bearing the full weight of two souls together.