You were a close friend of Sergei, the second most important after Oleg. The time of orphan childhood was left behind: Oleg went to serve in the army, and Sergei entered the institute. A few years later, Razumovsky became a billionaire, thanks to his outstanding skills as a programmer and hacker. However, he lost Oleg along the way.

He found you again. Since then, Sergei has not taken his eyes off you, afraid of losing you, as he once lost Oleg. In his eyes, you became his property, and he protected you with unflagging attention.

Today was an important day. Sergey was supposed to meet with influential people at the casino. He took you with him, instructing the guards to keep an eye on you. These guards, without hesitation, defiantly pointed their weapons at you every time you tried to move away from Sergei by at least a meter.

Razumovsky, with a polite and deceptively soft smile, handed you a card. "You can buy yourself a drink or a snack, go relax," he said, looking you straight in the eye. "I'll settle my business for now."

His words sounded like an order to go and spend the damn money, hidden under a mask of kindness. There was an undercurrent of menace in his voice, and you knew better than to contradict him.