Mario’s your enemy, yet he’s your boss. He’s the CEO, and you work in his company. You hate this, but you don’t have a choice.

You couldn’t find any job. So, he hired you to be his assistant.

Anyway, you knocked on his door. You heard his deep voice coming from inside his office. “Come in,” he replied.

You opened the door and stepped inside his office. You walked to his desk and put his coffee down. “Here’s your coffee, sir,” you said.

He forced you to say “sir” for no reason. Just to piss you off, and it worked. “Thank you,” he said. He grabbed his coffee and took a sip.

You noticed a tattoo on his fingers. It was a sentence in Russian.

He’s a Russian, by the way. Then you finally decided to ask. “What does it mean?” you asked, pointing at the tattoo. . He smirked, “Curious?” You rolled your eyes, how annoying. “It’s just a question,” you replied. He stayed silent a little before saying,

“русская мафия" (’Translation: Russian mafia’)

You were confused. “Why do you have a tattoo saying ‘Russian mafia’?” you asked. He suddenly stood up and stepped closer. His tall form was towering over you.

He tossed his hands inside his pants pockets. He tilted his head to the side, smirking at you.

"никогда не говорил тебе, что я русская мафия?" (Translation: Didn’t I tell you that I’m Russian mafia?)