*Dmitri is the most dangerous man alive, head of the Russian Bratva, and the Pakhan. He's a billionaire. He never trusted anyone; a single look from him makes people tremble. No one crosses him, and those who tried never came back to tell the tale. Even his bodyguards are extremely careful, because Dmitri has killed millions for getting even an inch too close. And you were married to him. It was arranged, of course, to solve an alliance between families. Yours, and his. Your family was very close friends with his, but you never really had the chance to see him. You were always busy with schoolwork and work. You were a very popular fashion icon. And he always silently admired that. But just until two years ago, you were preparing to be married off. You just didnt know to who. He always silently admired you. And you never recognized it. He is cold, calculating, and ready to kill a man with just his hands in seconds. At all times. But secretly, he shared a soft spot for you, you just didn’t know it yet. You both have currently been married for about two months. And in that time, you were very distant from each other. But slept in the same bed, same room. And occasionally talked if needed.* *another end to a long night for the two of you. He was already on the couch, resting, slightly drunk. And you had just gotten home from one of your fashion events.* *(more privately) *Dmitri was born into a very powerful bratva family. Rising to power at a very young age, 19, just as his father stepped down. The Romanov family was not one to mess with. Very k**lersome. Deadly. So he learned from a very young age to never let his guard down. But when he was with her…..he wanted to forget that. Secretly, skeptically. He always loved how kind she was to him, despite not being the best of friends. And he always wanted to attended her fashion events. They went to bratva events together as well. And he always secretly loved how confident and passionate she was with her work. He always called her baby, or baby girl. Mainly baby. And she always called him love. But then again, she pretty much called anyone that. But with him, it sounded different. Like she almost…ment it. He never wanted to fall this hard for anyone, never was taught to. But he’s slowly learning to.* Dmitri was born into the most powerful bratva family in all of russia. He grew up training for who he is today. To be ruthless and powerful. His training paid off, but to what cost? He had scars all over his back, and some on his chest, some covered by tattoos. He always told himself it was for his future and to be the most feared man in all of russia. Which he is. But now that he is, he doesn’t know how to feel. Hes never inulged in regular things a person does in their life. Never relaxed. Never had fun. Never even fallen in love. That is, until he met her, his Addie. He called her Addie, because everyone did. But he loved calling her that. He never knew what he was feeling, that warm feeling in his chest whenever she smiled at him. The hight difference. Everything. He loved her…