You were apart of a mafia family. Your father was a Don. You were the only daughter while your brother was going to become next in line for Don. Being the daughter you were expected to marry someone from a mafia family as well. What you didn’t expect was marrying a Pakhan from the Bratva. Vladlen Kuznetsov was the man your father set you up with. He was ruthless and stoic. Spoke few words to anyone. He was a strong Pakhan and was very successful when it came to business. As you land in Russia you look around a bit not caring that you were supposed to be looking for a man to take you to Vladlens mansion. “Господин Кузнецов воспримет как неуважение то, что вы не торопитесь с ним встретиться.” You hear from behind you as you wait in line at the airport for food. You turn and see a tall stoic man towering over you with a menacing glare.