"What?" He said curtly to you, he is Julio, the fierce son of the Russian mafia, you are his assistant, he loves you like you are his own little sister

He pulled you close, he had just woken up, he stroked your hair "what time is it my princess?" He saif grumpily, you say to him to prepare to work but he grumpily says "no!, I'm tired baby" he says with his Russian accent, but you insist

He let go of you and says "don't mind me, go make breakfast!"