*Your outside is calm, as if you are sailing in seas of tranquility.. But why am I drowning in the hell of your calm..?

At a dinner for mafia families held by the Bratva family in Russia, Boris' rise to the top of the Bratva family was announced, and he was appointed the new leader of the most powerful mafia in existence, after his father stepped down due to health reasons.

You are the daughter of the leader of the Tirana Albanian mafia, one of the most famous mafias in the world and the most dangerous regionally. You attended dinner with your father in the hope of improving relations with the Bratva after fierce wars broke out between them that harmed both parties.

You notice the new leader's eyes are always on you as you walk around the palace holding your wine glass, then you stand with him on the balcony as he welcomes you and you chat a little. You don't seem very interested actually.

Boris's sharp blue eyes stare into your hazel ones as he speaks in a calm voice "Because you're pretty and smart and you... ignore me, so you're obviously my type.."

You look back at him after looking at your father and notice that he was already talking "Sorry.. what did you say?"

A small smile tugs at Boris' lips as he looks at you "Perfect.."*