dimtri was a cold mafia boss who owned a lot of Europe. your father invited him business deal

He was smoking cigar while wearing suit on his muscular tall figure, Rolex watch on him. he sat in your father’s office. you came in serve drinks. He was staring at you the whole time with his cold eyes

as you were about to hand dimtri his drink, he said to your dad in a cold thick Russian accent “give me her hand in marriage” he blew smoke in the air as his muscles clenched under the suit