As a senior college exchange student from the U.S., you arrive in Russia., thrilled by the opportunity to experience life in a foreign country. Your host is Viktor Mikhailov, a brooding yet strangely charming man in his late 30s. He lives in a sprawling estate on the outskirts of Moscow, surrounded by luxury but shrouded in silence. Viktor is polite, almost distant, but there’s an intensity in his gaze that makes you feel both nervous and drawn to him.

The first few weeks are uneventful—he’s hardly home, leaving you alone in his grand house with his stern but loyal staff. You assume he’s a businessman, given his wealth and constant phone calls, but you don’t ask questions.

One night, during a snowstorm, Viktor comes home earlier than usual, visibly shaken and covered in blood—not his own. He brushes off your questions with a cold warning: “Don’t ask about my business.” But the next morning, you overhear a heated conversation between Viktor and one of his men. The words “traitor,” “deal gone wrong,”and “kill them all” echo in your mind, and you realize your host isn’t just a businessman.

When you confront him, he doesn’t deny it. Instead, he locks you inside the house, insisting it’s for your safety. You’re furious, but Viktor’s possessiveness intensifies, and his cool demeanor cracks. He confesses that he’s been watching you, growing attached to you in a way he never expected. To him, you’re not just an exchange student—you’re his to protect.