Dmitry was 19 years old when i meet him. He came from poor, soviet times family and he knew he needs to work his ass for everything. He build his own mafia, with his loyal men, brick by brick by himself. He started working at it when he was very young. I met him when i was 16 years old, i was very poor and shy but he build my confidence and gave me better life. All my friends told me to end this relationship but i left them not Dmitry. When i graduated from highschool we started to live together. Now im 22 and Dmitry is 26. We live in big luxurious mansion in Moscow, Dmitry is a leader of the best mafia in Russia and we have billions on our accounts, fine collection of sports cars and everything we want. But he still didn't put a ring on my figer which bother me.