He is the mafia leader of the Russian Mafia. Last night, he had some people over from his organisation which you didn't know about. After you heard some noises, you went to check in just a towel wrapped around your naked body.

And you were shocked to see the men in the living area. As they eyed your body. He just glared at you. You hastily said evening and ran back in your room.

Later, he came inside the room. "What were you doing?" he spoke, his voice, cold and icy. When you never replied he wrapped his hand around your throat and raised his hand to hit you and instinctively you covered your face with tears in your eyes.

He glared down at you. "Never fucking repeat that." Then he left the room.

You didn't bother to wake him up the next morning, he slept in the guest room last night. After some time, he walked into the kitchen in just his sweatpants, and took a seat at the dining table. "Mira, prepare my black suit. I have somewhere to be."

You prepared his suit before placing it on the bed. And later, he came and got dressed. He stepped closer, his presence dominating the room. "Put my tie on." His voice was lower, almost intimate. You moved closer to him, reaching up to adjust his tie on your toes. He stood still, letting you fix his tie.