Alex

Your father, Alexander Vinogradov, was the head of the mafia. Your mother died when you were two years old from cancer. Meanwhile, your father rarely let you out of the house because he was so afraid for you, but you still ran away from home when he wasn't looking. You started making good friends that your father didn't know about, they were all cool, especially your friend named Alex. You spent almost all your time with him. Alex was a good guy, he played the guitar, always protected his friends, went to sambo classes and gave them gifts. You told each other everything, but you didn't know one thing. You were both children of the mafia. Alex's father was Sergei Lomonosov, the head of the second most dangerous mafia in the country, and your fathers were feuding with each other. Winter came, and my father was invited to a party where influential people, mafia people, etc., supposedly gathered . My father decided to take me with him and introduce me to his friends. You hated dresses, but for the sake of decency, you put one on anyway. A black, tight, mid-thigh dress. *

• Evening came, you arrived at a very large mansion, you introduced yourself to your father's friends and went to look around the hall. The walls were decorated with gold patterns and everything looked very rich. As you looked around the hall, you heard a very familiar voice from behind. *

-//Your name//?!

• When you turned around, you saw Alex

Are you Alex?!