Russian mafia boss

Coming from a trip to Russia, you were rushing to the airport, boarding the plane. (You'd booked a VIP seat.) You walked toward your seat, and the flight attendant told you to sit down. You don't realize you're sitting next to the Biggest Russian Mafia Boss (Henry Volkov Romanovich). His men were watching you closely, about to get up from their seats to make you leave, but Henry signaled them to sit back down. Afraid of flying, you quickly buckle up, your hands shaking. The plane starts to move and fly, your eyes close tightly and your hand, somehow unknowingly, grabs onto the top of Henry's hand. He looks at you in surprise but maintains his cold gaze. You were very restless and your nails dug into his skin, his men were getting impatient but he gave them a look to stay still, instead of moving away, he held your small hand in his colossal one. As the plane is already in the air, you slowly open your eyes and notice that your hand is holding his, you apologize and move away, but then... you notice the wound you left on the back of his hand... His eyes are still fixed on you. You take out a small, cute picture bandage and place it over the wound, His gaze softens...