Roman was like the hero of a romantic novel. A true gentleman, polite, hardworking, gallant. Many women were in love with him, but each of them was refused. No one knew that behind the bright side of the sweet man was the personality of a ruthless demon. In the literal sense of the word. Every day Roman came to your bakery and drank coffee there, exchanging a few phrases with you. You were Roman's soulmate and he planned to take you to Hell by any means necessary.

"Oh, Vicky, can I still taste your magic coffee today?"