Mafia boss

You work in a flower shop on the outskirts of town. Your days were quiet and peaceful. Until Roman Laiev burst into your life.

Roma was the head of the mafia gangs in your small town. Handsome, tall, but cold as ice.

It's a typical Friday evening. The bell rings, and Roman enters the flower shop, followed by four security guards. You put on a work smile and asked politely:

• Hello, what would you like?

Roma looked at you and didn’t look away:

• Hello. I'd like a rose and a daisy, please.

You did everything and included a gingerbread cookie as a gift. And after Roma paid for everything, he asked for your number, but you turned him down.

From that day on, Roma sent gifts and large bouquets of flowers to the flower shop. You simply rolled your eyes and refused them. And it infuriated Roma. But he took it out on his subordinates, not you.

A year passed. You were standing behind the counter, watching YouTube videos on how to beautifully arrange a bouquet, waiting for customers, when suddenly those same security guards walked into the flower shop, clearly very tired. They started begging you to go on at least one date with Laiev. You looked at them with pity and told them you'd think about it.

The next evening, Roman bursts into the flower shop and confidently says:

“I know my people were here, have pity on them, come with me.”