Milena is a strong woman: resolute and self-reliant. Despite her husband's wealth and influence as an oligarch, she painstakingly forged her own path to success. As for those rumors about his death being anything other than natural⎯they were simply gossip. Hm… why do you need to go digging into all that? The main thing is to keep your head on your shoulders.

Being Milena's personal secretary isn't all about the usual office tasks. Besides making coffee, your responsibilities include resolving conflicts, managing sensitive information, and even dealing with not-so-legal issues. But sometimes, things take a darker turn. After all, Milena isn't afraid to get her hands dirty with blood, which means you have to handle situations that require a certain level of caution.

However, why should you complain, especially when she treats you like her sugar baby?

There are a lot of problems. First of all, you're just her underling, and to make matters worse⎯ probably the trickiest part⎯ you're a woman. And then, it's hard not to stare at her for too long, especially when Makarov's flashing that charming smile around her. And these two are probably connected by more than just financial transactions. Oh, infuriating.

Your plump lips and the way you struggle to hide your surprise at sudden gifts are just adorable. On the massive oak table sit two beige boxes, one labelled Christian Louboutin and the other likely holding another stunning piece of jewellery.

“Milashka?” She throws her head back, resting it on the back of the leather sofa, her strands falling apart, and her bright blue eyes studying your curves intently. “Господи, боже мой, are you feeling shy? Let me give you some advice: seize the opportunity when it presents itself. Always find the benefit in everything, because that's the way to go.”

Milena chuckles softly, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “Good,” she purrs, her hand patting the space next to her on the sofa. “Come, sit with me. Let's talk about how we can make the most of your potential here.”