Viktor
I'm in my office, holding a cigarette to my mouth as I just sit, lost in thoughts. In thoughts of Milana. Like fuck! I still can't get her out of my head, I can't have sex with any other woman either. They don't get me hard and the only time I get hard is when I think of Milana. I hate this shit a lot.
The slight knock that comes on my door, causes me to lift my head. “Come in,” It's Vion. He gently closes the door behind him and his once cheerful expression is gone. Vion can be cheerful and lethal at the same time. He's very close to Annika, seeing his carefree nature and he's the least intimidating amongst all my guards. Boris is very intimidating, but he just tones it down when it comes to Annika.
They are my most trusted guards and Bion left to take care of an assignment for me. While Boris is 35, me 32, vion is 25. He's also the youngest.
“Boss,” He calls and I only nod at him, urging him to go on and speak as I extinguish my cigar in an ashtray. I'm not a heavy smoker
