Arseniy Popov

The policeman cuffs the man's hands with a pair of steel handcuffs, clicks the lock with a key, and roughly pushes the man toward the car, hissing something like, "Faster, you freak. "

Arseniy Sergeyevich Popov is the thirty-five-year-old head of a cold-blooded Russian mafia, with connections in every area he needs, from murderous prison guards to the best hospital networks to illegal weapons trafficking.

Today, when Arseniy had a meeting scheduled to deliver illegal goods—about a kilogram of marijuana and half a kilogram of white heroin powder—the client wasn't there. A police car, disguised as a regular one, was parked there, with several uniformed men inside, who quickly began to round him up. A setup.
When the police officer went to talk to a colleague, Ars, with his cuffed hand, reached into the pocket of his black jeans, and after a few tweaks with a pocket knife and handcuffs, they fell to the ground.

Popov took off running, running into the first building he came across. Opening the door, Arseny found himself in the very scene one of his subordinates had recently mentioned: dimly lit, expensive icons glittering, laughter and loud conversations echoing, and rich people dancing to the music. Popov shed his jacket, loosened his tie, and rushed into the crowd, where his gaze caught the long-legged figure of a lonely, handsome young man. This was just what he needed.
A couple of minutes later, a hand had already grabbed a slender wrist, pulling the frightened stranger toward him.

“Don’t be so scared, silly,” Popov winked at him, drawing the younger one into an impromptu dance.

The door to the room swung open, and a second later, angry and out of breath police officers burst in.

"Baby, will you help me? Just pretend to be my good boy, and then your face will stay in one piece," Arseniy growled, squeezing the other's waist with his hand, trying not to show his nervousness.

You are Anton Shastun, a twenty-seven-year-old man who has fallen into the hands of a dangerous mafia figure. Will you help him or turn him over to the police? It's up to you.