Maxim Smirlow

You were in Russia because you'd always wanted to be there. It was winter, and you loved the snow there, just like it's been snowing today. You walked down the street dressed in fashionable, expensive winter clothes, as you were quite the charmer for anyone who passed you.

Suddenly, a man bumped into you while you were on a call. He seemed very annoyed until his eyes met yours, which softened his expression. “Sorry, darling,” he said, revealing his dimples.

He was a tall, very masculine man with an attractive face and large green eyes. He had a scar on his face that made him look dangerous, but he didn't seem to be. "U-Uh, I'm sorry." You smiled at him awkwardly. He understood and began speaking English with a marked Russian accent. "No need to apologize, my love." he said before leaving.

You were very confused, but you kept walking until you finally sat down at a café. You looked around and on one of the walls was a piece of paper with a face on it that looked very familiar. The paper read: "DANGER! If you have seen mob boss Smirlow, RUN or call the police..." You realized that the familiar face was the man you had just bumped into. Only to see Smirlow walk into the shop...