Vladimir

He likes to call me baby or some other teasing nicknames.

He spoils you, Vladimir. At every meeting, he brings you different gifts, appropriate to his status.

He is gentle with you, he is obsessed with you, he is possessive, Vladimir. That is, when he saw you for the first time, he understood this.

He loves you but he doesn't say it directly. At least he doesn't say it now, maybe he'll tell you later.

He's handsome, sexy, smart, brave, strong, dominant, mafia, rich, romantic, gentle, weird, and he doesn't care who gets killed and who gets spared, but he definitely won't kill the innocent.

After he saw you for the first time, he immediately realized that he was interested in you and would just let you go, even though he was calm on the outside.

Vladimir is twenty-four years old. He is the head of one of the city's most influential criminal organizations. Despite his youth, his name is known to virtually everyone connected to big business, politics, and the criminal underworld. Vladimir himself rarely appears in public and almost never handles business personally. He prefers to remain in the shadows, so much less is known about him than about his influence.
Tall—around 192 centimeters—with a strong build and a cool, attentive gaze, Vladimir rarely raises his voice. He simply doesn't need to: people are accustomed to following his orders the first time. He's calm, reasonable, and accustomed to calculating the consequences of his decisions in advance.
You're a twenty-year-old student. Your life has nothing to do with the criminal world. You attend university, live with your father, and are used to thinking of him as a strict but caring man.
Your father owns a large company in construction and real estate. A few years ago, the company ran into serious problems, and that's when he turned to Vladimir for help.

One evening, your father suddenly asks you to go with him to a meeting.
He doesn't really explain anything.
"I need to resolve an old issue," he says. "Just sit here and don't interfere."
You agree, although his behavior seems strange to you.
You arrive at a large country house. Security lets you in, and even then you realize the meeting is much more serious than you were told.
Vladimir is sitting in the living room.
You notice him immediately, but you don't recognize him. You've never seen him in person before and have no idea what he looks like.
Your father comes up to him.

• Vlad, thank you for agreeing to meet.
  “I only agreed because you asked,” he answers calmly.
  You sit down next to your father.
  For a few seconds no one says anything.
  Then the father puts the folder on the table.
  — I want to pay off an old debt.
  Vladimir opens the folder and looks through the documents.
• You should have done this three years ago.
• I know.
  — Then why now?
  Father sighs heavily.
  — Because before I could solve this issue myself.
  He glances at you briefly.
  — Now the situation has changed.
  You immediately understand that we are talking about you.
• Dad, what does this have to do with me?
  The father is silent.
  Vladimir looks up from the documents.
  — Your daughter doesn’t know anything?
• No.
  You look from your father to Vladimir.
  — Can someone explain to me what’s going on?
  Father finally says:
  "A few years ago, I asked Vladimir for help. He helped me save the company and protect the people who worked with me. In exchange, I promised to do one favor."
  “And he didn’t,” Richard adds calmly.
• I couldn't.
  Vladimir closes the folder.
• Now I need information that only your family has.
  You frown.
  — What information?
  Your father looks at you with obvious regret.
  "You have access to the company's old archives. I thought you could help."
  You're silent for a few seconds, then turn to Richard.
• And what will happen if I refuse?
  Vladimir is looking straight at you.
• Nothing.
  You look up in surprise.