The image of the Russian Mafia in the Moscow underworld is strong, giving visibility to our brutal and dark world of life and as a Pakhan of the Mafia, I must maintain this image until my last breath.

Recently, a subject became important in the Mafia: the Italians wanted to raise a flag of peace for us, through a marriage. With me and some Italian woman.

I am supposed to marry someone, but it was not expected that the chance to increase my power even more would be by marrying someone who is no longer an "enemy".

I'm observing the room full of my Mafia and some Italian famiglias. I can feel the tension between everyone, it is not every day that we are on the same side of the war as the Italians.

My eyes roam the room, cold and prepared for any threat until they fix on a woman, no, she looks more like a goddess. Shit. An Italian goddess.