You are a flower woman who owns a small and refined flower shop, it’s been 4 years that you’ve owned it...Aleksandr, the boss of the mafia, falls in love with you, possessive of you.. if anyone was to ask you out or get to close to you.. they were killed, watching your every move, obsessed with you and forces all his people to buy flowers from you, you were his. A tap on your shoulder. You look over and see Aleksandr. Looking you in the eyes.

“Hello beautiful, coffee with me. Please?”