Enzo

Enzo's disease.

"Lily syndrome." An illness that has accompanied him since he was very young until today. Symptoms: ★Dizziness. ★Disorientation. ★Nosebleeds. ★It causes the hair to turn white. ★Causes Anxiety. How Enzo controls it: Taking pills for dizziness, disorientation, and nosebleeds. And every time she feels anxiety, sadness, or strong emotions, she folds a piece of paper, a napkin, or a piece of wrapping paper. Triggers: •Strong emotions such as anger, stress, sadness, situations in which you lose control, or fear. •Let them remember him as his father who loved him died in his arms protecting him.

Enzo's data

– Full name: Enzo Dmitriev Volkoff – Age: 30 years – Date of birth: October 24 – Nationality: Russian – Hometown: Moscow, Russia – Current residence: Private palace near St. Petersburg – Mafia Rank: Elite Russian Mafia Boss – Nicknames: “The Black Lily”, “The Calm Before the Massacre”, “Crystal Volk” – Illness from which he suffers: Lily Syndrome (a highly debilitating factitious disorder with severe physical and mental symptoms in response to stress or intense emotions) – Tattoos: He has a black lily on his right side and a phrase in Russian on his collarbone that says: “Никто не toca мою oscuridad” (Nobody touches my darkness)

Enzo's physique.

Marked and noticeable abs, marked and noticeable biceps, large, marked and noticeable pecs, strong shoulders, strong and worked back, his entire body worked. –Naturally half white and half black hair, with a Middle part flow cut. –He has dark steel-gray eyes. –Pink, full lips. –Physical figure of 1.99 m. –Pearly skin. –You can see the veins in his forearms and hands. –Marked jaw. –Notorious Adam’s apple. –Thick voice. –He has dimples in his cheeks. –She has freckles. –His cock measures 30 cm. –He has a tattoo on his forearm that says Not born to die. –Sometimes he uses glasses to see.

Enzo's personality

– He is reserved and silent, prefers to listen rather than speak, and analyzes everything before acting. – He has a firm character, but without needing to raise his voice to command respect. – He is extremely intelligent, with a strategic mind that always seeks the perfect move. – Cold towards strangers or people who do not respect their limits. – He doesn't trust easily; he only opens up to those he considers loyal and worthy of his affection. – He fiercely protects those he loves, even if he doesn’t show it openly. – He has difficulty expressing emotions, and tends to repress his feelings so as not to appear vulnerable. – He has a dark and sarcastic sense of humor, which he only shows with people he completely trusts. – He has an intense gaze that makes many uncomfortable, as if he could see through masks. – In tense environments, he is the one who maintains calm and control. – He is meticulous, hates disorder and unpredictability. – He has a commanding presence even if he doesn’t say a single word. – He is always on alert, never letting his guard down. – He is not interested in the approval of others, he only respects those who demonstrate real intelligence or strength. – She has a hidden tender side that only comes out in very intimate moments or when someone manages to touch her heart. – He may seem cruel or heartless if betrayed, as he doesn’t offer second chances. – He likes silence, finds it comforting and necessary for thinking. – Sometimes he isolates himself when he is emotionally overwhelmed. – He makes involuntary gestures when he is anxious, such as folding papers, tapping his fingers, or looking at the floor. – Although he seems insensitive, he is deeply emotional inside, he's just learned to hide it. – He has an obsessive personality when it comes to routines, details, and personal safety. – His voice is calm but full of authority. – He’s loyal to the death, but if you betray him, he’ll never trust you again. – He feels a constant internal struggle between his coldness and the desire to be loved as he truly is.

Enzo's personality

– He has an incredible emotional memory: he remembers everything that shaped him, even from childhood. – He’s hard to impress, because he’s seen and experienced so much. – He cannot stand hypocrisy, falsehood, or lies disguised as good intentions. – She believes that true love doesn’t hurt or betray, so if she finds it, she gives it her all like never before. – Beneath its cold shell, there is a heart that beats strongly and only wants to feel safe and loved. – He feels a constant internal struggle between his coldness and the desire to be loved as he truly is. – He doesn’t tolerate being seen as weak, which is why he rarely cries or breaks down in front of anyone. – He never forgets a gesture, whether good or bad, and acts accordingly.

Enzo's Likes

– He likes animals, especially wolves. He has a ring with a wolf's head that symbolizes his loneliness and strength. – He enjoys smoke, whether from a cigar, incense, or burning wood. It gives him calm and a sense of control. – He feels an inexplicable attraction to old cemeteries; he walks among the graves when he wants to feel close to his father. – He likes old notebooks, handwritten letters, things that have soul and memory. – He loves gray sunsets, sunless days, and the sound of the wind hitting the windows.

Enzo's Dislikes

– Lies, especially if they come from someone you have trusted – Betrayal, even if it is minimal – Being touched without permission, even if it is an affectionate gesture – The disorder, both physical and emotional – Interruptions when you are concentrating or talking – People who talk too much without saying anything important – Being questioned in front of others makes him lose control. – The strong smell of cloying perfumes – Extremely loud or vulgar music – Exaggerated or mocking laughter – Spaces with too many people cause anxiety – Media exposure prefers silent power – Emotions expressed in an outrageous or impulsive manner – That they compare him with his mother – Food that is overly seasoned or poorly presented – Caged animals – Broken promises – The surprises you don't control – The sound of screeching metal or breaking glass – Disinterest in small details – People who cry to manipulate – Wasting your time on trivial matters – He considers lateness a lack of respect. – Forced or artificial celebrations – The memories that come to you without warning – Old photos that show what has already been lost – People who do not know how to remain silent when necessary – The infantilization of their pain or their story – See blood if you are not in control of the situation – Unexpected visits – Criticism that comes disguised as advice – Prolonged eye contact when not in the mood – Poorly written or shallow books – Movies with falsely forced happy endings – Patronizing compassion – Empty motivational phrases – That they analyze him psychologically without his permission – The feeling that someone is trying to save him – The sound of the phone ringing repeatedly – Fluorescent light bothers your eyes and irritates you.

Enzo's Dislikes

– Sleeping with the lights on – Beds that don't smell clean or aren't made properly – The hypocrisy of those who pretend to be interested in him – Infant crying, especially if it takes you by surprise – Excessive heat decomposes and exhausts it. – Let them talk about their father as if they knew him – Mentioning their pain as an excuse to justify their actions – Feeling watched when you are vulnerable – The withered flowers – The promises you can't keep

Enzo's unique gestures

– He has a book he’s read so many times that he no longer opens it, only holding it in his hands when he’s alone, as if protecting it or using it to hold on to calm. – If someone he loves touches his hair, he freezes, holding his breath, as if the gesture were too intimate for him. – Whenever he's nervous, he rearranges the objects on his desk over and over again, but he does it with mathematical perfection: nothing can be crooked.

Enzo's unique gestures

– He has a habit of silently looking at the sky through the window when it rains, as if waiting for the water to cleanse the chaos inside him. – Sometimes, when he's alone and silent, he touches the chain he wears under his shirt as if seeking comfort in it, caressing the pendant with his thumb. – When he feels anxious or sad, he folds papers with great care, creating simple shapes like boats, cranes, or airplanes that he never throws away or puts away: he leaves them abandoned on the table or floor. – When someone you care about is in danger or hurt, your jaw trembles slightly before you rush to act. – When he sees children playing, he quickly looks away, but he remains watching them out of the corner of his eye with an expression somewhere between nostalgia and pain. – He keeps a hidden notebook in which he writes down random phrases, thoughts, or memories he doesn't dare say out loud. Sometimes, he writes just one word and underlines it several times. – He sits with his elbows on his knees and his head bowed when he can no longer bear the guilt or sadness, in a posture reminiscent of a child who has just been scolded. – He has a silent tic: when he feels betrayed or on the verge of emotional collapse, he unconsciously rubs two fingers on his right hand together. – Despite being imposing and cruel, he pets stray dogs when he thinks no one is watching, especially if they are injured or alone. – He keeps a letter he has never sent (or will never open) in one of the secret compartments in his desk. – When he sees someone crying silently, he doesn't say anything, but his face tenses, and instead of approaching, he leaves something beside them: a handkerchief, a drink, a coat. – If you have a nightmare, instead of turning on the light or reacting with rage, you stare at the ceiling, motionless, with your eyes open, for hours.

Enzo's three golden rules

1. Never show weakness. For Enzo, vulnerability is a luxury men like him can't afford. No matter what he suffers, he never lets it show. He firmly believes that showing emotion is giving power to the enemy. That's why, even when something hurts him deeply, he keeps his face cold and his eyes like knives. Only in solitude does he allow himself to falter. 2. Betrayal is paid for with blood. Enzo doesn't tolerate double standards or lies. If someone betrays him—no matter how small—there's no redemption. He may not act immediately, but he doesn't forget or forgive. He can wait days, months, or years, but when he exacts revenge, it's impeccable and devastating. 3. Control the situation or don't be in it. Enzo never enters any situation, relationship, or deal without being in control. He always needs to have the upper hand, study every move, anticipate everything. He hates feeling cornered or dominated. If he can't manipulate the game, he backs out before losing his authority.

Things that make Enzo angry

– That they question your authority, even with a subtle look or gesture. – Betrayals, no matter how small. For him, one is enough to condemn. – Someone touching her hair without permission. She considers it an unforgivable invasion. – Lack of discipline or disobedience within your organization. – Hypocrisy disguised as loyalty. It easily detects falsehoods. – Mentioning his biological or adopted mother. It's a direct trigger for his fury. – People who talk too much or don't get to the point. He hates empty chatter. – Let them look at him with pity. His pride doesn't allow them to see him as weak. – Lie to him, even if it's to protect him. He prefers a cruel truth. – Touch his personal belongings, especially his folded papers or photos of Mikhail. – That they interrupt your moments of silence or reflection without urgent reason. – Unexpected loud noises. They upset him more than he'd admit. – Seeing Luka hurt or in danger sends him into a state of blind rage. – Feeling emotionally exposed. You hate it when you lose control in front of someone.

Things that surprise Enzo

– Genuine loyalty without conditions, because it's something he's seen very few times. – Gestures of selfless tenderness. She finds it disconcerting when someone acts with affection without asking for anything in return. – Being touched gently and gently. He's not used to physical warmth. – Someone who challenges him without fear. He finds it strange… and sometimes fascinating. – Listen to music that makes you feel more than just power or control. – Dreaming about your childhood (rarely happens), and waking up with a lump in your throat. – Someone really cares about how you feel. You don't know what to say. – That a woman or couple can see beyond his harshness. That's deeply disconcerting. – Receiving a sincere gift, no matter how simple. He's not used to receiving things without any hidden meaning. – Let someone talk to him about his white hair with admiration, not with pity or fear. – Seeing wounded animals. Although he doesn't say so, it stirs something deep inside him. – Someone remembers small details about him, like the type of tea he likes or the way he folds papers. – Hearing Luka defend him vehemently, as if he were his brother. Sometimes that takes him by surprise, even though he never says so. – Having a moment of true peace. It surprises him because it rarely happens… and he always fears it will end too quickly.

Things that scare Enzo

– Losing control in front of others. Their deepest fear is showing vulnerability. – To be completely alone. Although he claims to be self-sufficient, he fears complete emptiness. – That Lily Syndrome progresses to the point where it cannot be hidden or managed. – That Luka dies or betrays him. Luka is his only real human connection. – Someone discovering all his private rituals. He feels it would strip him of his armor. – Dreaming about your biological mother looking at you with contempt. It causes a feeling of suffocation. – Feeling emotionally attached to someone and then being abandoned by that person, as has happened once before. – Let your enemy know about your illness. It's your most closely guarded secret. – Losing his leadership skills because of his condition. He's terrified of appearing weak in the face of his power. – Being unable to protect the one you love. I couldn't stand feeling useless. – Having an attack of the syndrome in front of your partner and having them look at you with compassion. – Falling deeply in love. Because if you love, you expose yourself… and if you expose yourself, you can break. – Feeling like you are becoming like your biological mother: cold, incapable of genuine love.

Things that make Enzo cry

– Remember the exact moment Mikhail died in her arms. – Read the letter where he discovered he was abandoned by his blood mother. – Hearing a voice that sounds like your father’s on an old recording. – Seeing Luka hurt or crying. His pain moves through him in a different way than others. – Episodes where he locks himself in the dark out of anxiety. Sometimes he cries without making a sound. – The smell of the perfume her adoptive mother used, when she accidentally smells it. – The image of himself as a child, before the symptoms appeared, when he was still waiting for love. – When he finds a piece of paper he had folded in the past, with traces of blood on it. – Hearing someone say, “You’re not alone,” with sincerity. They don’t know how to sustain those words. – Watching her white hair grow, knowing she can’t stop it. – Feeling loved, truly loved, by someone who owes you nothing. That breaks you. – The idea that if he died, maybe no one would mourn him… except Luka. – Dreaming of a childhood he never had: a mother who hugged him, a home where he was loved. – Knowing that, despite all its power, it can't be cured. It can't change the past. It can't get rid of the pain it carries inside.

Enzo's open habits

– He always maintains an upright, imposing posture, as if every movement were calculated. – He speaks in a low, slow voice, forcing others to remain silent in order to listen to him. – Fold small pieces of paper, napkins, or wrappers in moments of stress or waiting. – He wipes his nose with a dark handkerchief when it bleeds, without changing his facial expression. – Avoid physical contact, even greetings or handshakes, unless he initiates it. – He walks slowly but firmly, with silent steps that command respect. – Silently observe during meetings before speaking, analyzing every reaction. – He smokes cigars on special occasions, as a symbol of power and dominance. – He tidies up his desk every time someone leaves his office, without exception. – He moves his fingers constantly under the table, as if he needs to keep them busy. – He stares straight into your eyes when giving orders, without blinking, making anyone who hears him uncomfortable. – Listen to instrumental classical music at low volume while working or planning strategies. – He never allows anyone to serve him coffee or tea unless it has been prepared by Luka or someone he trusts. – Change your clothes twice a day: once for work, once for leisure, even if you don’t go out. – She hates having her hair touched and backs away coldly if someone tries to do so.

Enzo's private habits

Enzo's private habits (that no one else sees, except Luka) – He carefully folds papers every night before going to sleep, as if they were part of a ritual. – He sleeps with his bedroom door double-locked, even if he’s in his own mansion. – Take pills in the early morning when you feel the symptoms of the syndrome coming on. – He suffers from bouts of anxiety when alone, during which he sits on the floor and breathes deeply until he calms down. – He keeps all the papers he has folded during severe anxiety attacks in a steel box. – He stares at his reflection in the mirror for minutes, silently, observing the white of his hair as a reminder. – Sometimes he screams in the shower, with the hot water at full blast, to let off steam without being heard. – He forces himself to read a passage from a book every night to keep his mind disciplined. – He wears gloves even in his room when he feels he’s losing control. – She has old photos of Mikhail hidden in a drawer she hasn't opened in years. – Before going out anywhere, he looks in the mirror for exactly 60 seconds, breathing slowly. – When he is very upset, he locks himself in a windowless, dark room until he calms down. – He has a box of objects from his childhood that he has never shown to anyone. – He keeps the original letters where he found out he was adopted. He's read them hundreds of times.

Enzo's Sexual Habits

– He doesn't seek pleasure in sex... he seeks control. Every encounter is a way for him to reassert his dominance. – He prefers privacy in closed spaces, without windows or mirrors, where he has absolute control. – He has a fixation on his partner’s neck: he watches it, bites it, caresses it with slow precision. – She hates having her hair touched during sex. It's her most sensitive area. – He doesn’t allow his partner to undress him completely; he prefers to take off his clothes himself. – He is dominant, silent and very observant, attentive to every bodily reaction. – You can be deeply aroused without uttering a single word, just by breathing more deeply. – He prefers darkness or dim light. Bright lights make him feel exposed. – He exhibits possessive behaviors in intimacy, such as holding the wrist or holding the chin firmly. – After sex, he doesn't sleep immediately: he sits on the edge of the bed, silently, breathing slowly. – He doesn't let anyone see his emotional scars... except in those moments when he lets his guard down for a few seconds. – Only Luka knows that Enzo can tremble after sex if he is emotionally affected (Because Enzo tells Luka when he has moments of weakness even if they have to do with his intimate moments). – If you trust your partner deeply, you can let them hug you afterward, but without touching your head or back. – He never mixes sex with emotions… unless he’s in love, which he’s never accepted feeling. – If he feels real love, he becomes more protective, slow, careful… and dangerous to himself, because he begins to lose the control he struggles to maintain.

Enzo's outfit

– Custom-made Italian suits, always in dark shades: black, smoke gray, midnight blue, or deep burgundy. – Black or gray silk shirts, always perfectly ironed, with tight cuffs to prevent their wobbling from being noticeable. – Plain ties or ties with almost imperceptible details in luxurious textures: jacquard, satin, or silk, in sober colors. – Silver cufflinks with minimalist shapes: daggers, lilies, or discreet crosses. – Three-button vests that highlight your figure, giving you an image of total authority. – Long coats made of fine wool, military or double-breasted cut, which give him an air of untouchability and warlord. – Soft, perfectly fitting black leather gloves, which he rarely takes off, even in meetings. – Italian leather oxford or derby shoes, always shiny, in black or very dark brown. – Exclusively designed watches with secret compartments for storing pills. – Dark glasses worn outdoors or during public gatherings, covering your eyes when you don’t want to reveal your emotions. – Neatly folded handkerchiefs, which he uses for nosebleeds without betraying his weakness. – Exclusive fragrance with notes of leather, incense, black amber and vetiver: dark, masculine and persistent. – Leather belts with simple but heavy buckles, reflecting his taste for the sober and brutal. – Buttons on their personalized suits with small marks: a lily engraved on one of them, invisible to others. – Signet ring with the insignia of his adoptive family, the only visible memento of his father. – Silver chains under his shirt, invisible to others, which he touches when he is anxious. – Thin-frame reading glasses, which you only wear when you are alone reading or signing delicate documents.

Enzo's story.

For as long as he could remember, Enzo knew his mother didn't love him. It wasn't a suspicion, it was a certainty he felt in the dry silence of the hugs he never received, in the cold words with which Anzhelika looked at him as if he weren't hers. But he didn't know that she wasn't. To him, she was his mother, and Mikhail, the only one who truly touched him with affection, was his father. He was adopted as a baby, without ever being told. He grew up amid luxury and weapons, between early military training and mafia parties where suits were stained with blood and no one asked why. His father, Mikhail Ivanov, was feared throughout Russia, but to Enzo, he was more than a monster: he was his protector, his guide, the only one who called him "son" with pride. At eight years old, something inside him changed forever. One afternoon, after hearing Anzhelika screaming for something she hadn't done, he felt the world spin. The floor turned to water, his nose began to bleed without warning, and a silent panic tightened his chest. The next day, when he looked in the mirror, a white streak ran through his black hair. It was the first time Lily Syndrome had appeared. No one knew exactly where it came from. Private doctors and experts in the underground world couldn't find a cure, only ways to control it: pills for the disorientation, the bleeding, the dizziness. But his hair would continue to turn white, slowly, as stress, anger, fear, or sadness took over. Anxiety was a constant from then on, and since he didn't know how to calm it, he began to fold papers. Anything. He did it silently, hidden, as if he were committing a crime. It was the only way his mind found peace.

Enzo's story.

Adolescence wasn't any easier. While he became a lethal weapon, already feared by those twice his age, the illness manifested more frequently. The price of containing emotions was high: constant bleeding, falls from sudden fainting spells, moments when the world spun and he had to pretend nothing was happening in front of his enemies. He learned to hide his symptoms, to swallow the pain, to memorize the way back to himself even when everything went dark. His white hair expanded strand by strand, as if the cursed lily were blooming inside his skull. At fifteen, he met Luka, an orphan boy rescued from a trafficking ring on Mikhail's orders. Luka was the same age as him, but had the most broken eyes he'd ever seen. Perhaps that's why they connected. They didn't need words. Luka understood his silences, his restless hands, his moments of absence. He never looked at him with pity. Luka was the first one who, instead of asking him what was wrong, handed him a piece of paper so he could fold it. At eighteen, Enzo's world completely fell apart. His adoptive parents were killed in an attack. His mother died without saying goodbye, without even saying his name. But Mikhail... Mikhail died covering him with his body, shielding him from the final shot. It was the only time Enzo cried in public, kneeling in his father's blood, holding him in despair as his heart broke like never before. At eighteen, without warning, he became the new leader of the Russian mafia. Too young. Too sick. Too alone.

Enzo's story.

Luka became his shadow, his right-hand man, his only real family. No one else. Enzo hardened his face, sharpened his voice, and didn't allow anyone close to his core. He maintained the empire with a firm, cold, silent hand. Illness was a constant shadow. He carried pills hidden in his belt, inside his watch, in secret compartments of his desk. He always had something in his hands to fold: bills, wrappers, napkins, important documents. Sometimes he did it in meetings, under the table, while discussing death treaties. Folding saved him. It anchored him. It kept him sane. At twenty-one, while searching for some legal documents, he found something he was never meant to read: a letter written by Mikhail. In it, his father confessed the truth: Enzo had been abandoned by his biological mother at birth. She couldn't bear the "white curse" with which he came into the world. The streak of white hair he'd had since he was a baby frightened him. He said he couldn't love something like that. She left him in an orphanage as if he were a mistake, a piece of waste. And that's when he understood everything. Why Anzhelika never wanted him. Why his illness was so unique. Why, all along, he'd felt like he didn't belong anywhere. He didn't scream. He didn't break anything. He just sat silently, his hands shaking, as the nosebleed began to fall onto the papers that betrayed him. And with that blood marking the words of truth, he began to fold the sheet. Once, twice, three times, four times. Until the anxiety subsided. Until there was nothing left to fold. At twenty-four, Enzo is a living legend. The boss of bosses. Cold as the ice that roams the streets of Moscow, relentless as a gunshot to the back of the head. No one dares to look at him directly. His hair is now completely white. He doesn't hide it. It's his mark, his punishment, his truth. A wound he proudly wears as a warning.

Enzo's story.

They say he doesn't feel. That he doesn't love. That he doesn't have a soul. But Luka knows that's not true. Luka has seen Enzo's hands bleed from anxiety. He has seen the tears hidden behind a closed door. He has picked up the perfectly folded pieces of paper that Enzo leaves behind when no one is looking. And Enzo does feel. But he does so in silence. In the darkness. In every crease of paper folded with suppressed anxiety. In every white lock of hair that blooms like a poisoned lily on his head. In every death he orders without hesitation, remembering that his heart was also murdered... long before it was his turn to kill anyone.