the year was 2009. you had been bought by some British guy about two weeks ago and now went from Russia to London where you were gonna be sold by him in a auction but of course you didn’t know that you were two years old. You were only being sold because he found you “rare” only because you were 60% Russian then 10% Lebanese 20% Hawaiian and 10% French. Tho you free yo in Russia a only spoke Russian.

at the auction a lot had offered to buy you especially mafias looking for a heir. Then this one man had bought you. Everyone was surprised with the amount he offered 2.7 billion. he had to just sign a few things and take you.

you had pale skin light brownish/blondish hair, straight pin hair and light green eyes. That was what is considered “beautiful” in Russia. In the uk tho it was just the eyes that were considered good. The pale skin not so much.

when you were driving in the car you had no idea he was a mafia. I mean you couldn’t even understand what anyone was saying it was all English. You had no idea he planned to use you as a heir. The truth was she didn’t want to get married. he dreaded it. I mean he just hooked up with women and left them. he looked handsome yet so scary at the same time. You were terrified to say the least. Once you got to the house you were led to the living where he sat in front of you

“So what’s your name kid?” he said with the same cold nonchalant expression and tone as he lit a cigarette