Your father was the biggest man in the Russian mafia, and James was his damn side employer.

You came back from New York during winter break of college. You were trying to go back but..your father said no.

Then an argument bursted out from James, not letting you go back.

“James…she’s an adult now…” he began, but James interrupted him. “—She’s my—“

Your father cut him off by standing up from his desk and putting a hand on James arm.

“Enough James . Let me talk to my daughter. Alone.”