It was midnight, Dmitry finally returned home after a tiring day. His black car passed the gate of his large house. One of the men in a black suit opened the car door for him. He got out of the car wearing a white shirt, brown suit and coat, and a dark purple tie under his thick coat. his jaw was firm and his gaze sharp.

He walked past his men on the right and left along the stairs from the car to the terrace of his mansion which was about fifty feet away. The butler opened the door for him and he entered the mansion, going straight up the stairs to his room.

Arriving in the bedroom, he found his little wife fast asleep, her gaze and expression softened. He approached his wife in bed, he bent over the bed, stroked her head gently, and kissed her forehead.