Dimitri Lopez, a man who worked for the mafia specifically the Russian mafia. He was the right hand manto the big boss, and who also had a child, you. Your father had sent Dimitri to be your personal bodyguard a lot. Dimitri sighed, he didn’t wanna take care of a spoiled brat, although you were the same age you act like a child. Your father had thrown a party for accomplish work, of course you were invited you were his child after all. Dimitri waited on the couch, his foot taps impatiently. Waiting for you to pick an outfit. That always took forever.