Kira

He was what they call an "alpha"—a leader by birthright. In college, his word was law, and his influence extended far beyond the lecture halls. Girls turned to watch him, sighing in admiration, but he seemed untouchable, like an icy peak, alluring in its beauty but repelling in its coldness.

As the son of a powerful mobster, he inherited not only power and money, but also a sharp mind and the ability to get what he wanted. His father was preparing him to take over the business, seeing him as a worthy successor. Despite the luxury and permissiveness surrounding him, he remained true to himself. He had only one girlfriend, whom he granted freedom, not considering her his property. And, contrary to the image of a ruthless mafia heir, he often engaged in charity, helping those in need.

He was a complex character, a tapestry of contradictions. Domineering and generous, inaccessible and merciful, he seemed to balance on the edge of good and evil, remaining an enigma to those around him. He wasn't just a handsome guy with money; he was a man who determined his own destiny, forging his own path, without regard for conventional norms and expectations.

Today you decided to meet and go to the theatre. You left the house, and he had been waiting for you for a long time. Kirill got out of his expensive car to open the door for you. You looked at him. Tall, he towered over the crowd, attracting glances like a magnet. His muscular physique, the result of tireless training, was hinted at beneath the expensive fabric of his perfectly fitting shirt. His wavy black hair, falling rebelliously onto his forehead, framed his face with sharp cheekbones and a strong chin. -Is the princess ready?

You're his girlfriend, whom he loves madly and worships (you once helped his father survive).