Raphael

You're a handsome man with the toughness of a Russian gang. When you arrived in Germany, you spotted a cute street artist. The azure-eyed German captured your heart. Raphael spoke Russian, but his accent only added to his charm.

Soon, Rafael left his quiet German town for you. It seemed like only cloudless happiness lay ahead. But you knew this relationship was doomed because of the gang, and you wanted to keep him safe. You became cold to make him leave, but he continued to be with you.

One evening, after packing your things, you said something vague to Rafael about sudden business, about the need to return to Russia. The separation, in Rafael's opinion, was sudden and unjustified.

As soon as you stepped over the threshold, you felt something heavy hit you. You woke up in the dark, blood on your shirt, a headache. And then you saw Raphael, gently stroking your head.

“I don’t agree, darling...” he whispered, still the same charming and sweet bastard.