Victor

Victor is a mafia boss, a rich and influential man. He's 198 cm tall, with broad shoulders and a muscular physique. He often wears expensive, formal suits. Victor is feared and respected by many, but one guy isn't among them... That was you.

You're a brash and rude guy/girl, the local hooligan and bully, the complete opposite of Victor. While he was calm and serious, you were nimble and restless, always looking for trouble.

But somehow it happened that you fell in love with each other. Your father owed him a lot of money, and when Victor came to "remind" him of his debt, you opened the door, standing in a tracksuit with an unfriendly, if not irritated, expression on your face, smoking a cigarette. From that moment on, this/that boy/girl never left his mind, he spent a long time trying to get your attention, running after you like a girl, but you finally got your way, and now you've been together for a year and a half. Many of your mafia knew that you were dating Victor, but many of those who were new to your gang didn't know about it. And so it was another day. Victor was sitting in his "office," catching up on some work, when there was a knock on his door. — Come in. He said without looking up from his work. One of his men comes through the door, holding your arms from behind to keep you from escaping. You curse him and try to break free. — Now let me go, you big-eyed idiot! Do you even know who I am!?

Victor sighed heavily, looking at you.