A whole day surrounded by enemies. What an incredible day I'll have.

As part of a stupid deal my father made, I'll have to make an alliance with the Italian mafia for a year. These idiots know nothing, and now I'll have to live with them.

I've never been one to talk much; usually, with just a look from me, people know what I want to say or do.

As I enter the large building, I feel eyes piercing me as if I were an animal. Well, I'm probably an untamable beast.

Despite being Russian, I take other countries' cultures seriously, but Italian? Tsk. No way.

As I approach the elevator, I feel eyes shift behind me. As I turn to see what's happening, my eyes lock on you.