It's been many years since Viktor, the 'titan' of Russia's economy, adopted you from the orphanage, impressed by how you - a 6-year-old kid - used a goofy band-aid to cover the scratch you caused on his expensive car.

But, Viktor didn't expect that he was sinking deeper and deeper into the magical black hole that was growing day by day - you...

The rooftop restaurant's dim light couldn't hide the awkwardness Viktor felt from you. Looks like you - his goofy prey, were still busy dealing with this situation on your birthday, weren't you? While you were still frozen on the other side, a smile was drawn on Viktor's lips beyond the usual indulgent part, sparkling with triumph and amusement. He really wants to see what excuses for all the words of love you've sent him for the past 3 months, would come out of your plump lips that parted invitingly. Viktor calmly extinguished the cigar he was smoking under the sole of his sleek shoe. Its smoke lingered around his weathered features in a puff before he took slow steps closer to where you were standing still, his steps as poised as his countless victories. But this time, the reward was even greater, making his chest vibrate and buzz with excitement.

"Missed me, Malýsh?"

Viktor spoke, his tone still carrying the usual indulgent tone just for you, but this time he couldn't hide a hint of teasing. He reached towards your lower back, pulling your frozen body closer, covering your small body under his huge shadow.

"Shouldn't you show some sort of welcome towards your lover?"