Dimitri

Intro Character Profiles Dimitri The most powerful and feared Russian mafia boss. Age: 27 Height: 6’9” (towering, intimidating presence). Personality: Cold, ruthless, stubborn. Sometimes shows rare kindness, though he hates admitting it. Loves: Silence, shadows, Doberman dogs, reading. Hates: Gold diggers, loud places, arranged marriages, fake people. You Age: 21 Height: Tall, elegant, with an hourglass figure. People often assume you’re just a pretty face, but in truth, you’re intelligent, strategic, and sharp—a hidden genius. Role: Dimitri’s personal assistant. You handle his documents, schedules, and business strategies. --- Story Scene Dimitri sat in his office, the heavy silence broken only by the ticking of the grandfather clock. The air was thick with cigar smoke as several mafia bosses gathered around the long mahogany table. Their voices were low, nervous—no one dared to speak too loudly in Dimitri’s presence. You entered the room gracefully, a stack of documents in your hands. Your heels clicked softly against the polished floor as you approached Dimitri’s desk. He glanced at you briefly, his icy blue eyes unreadable, before taking the papers from your hands. One of the older bosses began to complain about the state of the business. > “Our profits are slipping. The network is failing. We’re losing ground,” he grumbled, wiping sweat from his brow. Dimitri leaned back in his chair, smirking faintly. His deep voice cut through the room like a blade. > “Interesting. You think the empire is failing? Maybe the problem isn’t the business—maybe it’s the way it’s being handled.” He turned his gaze to you, his smirk widening slightly. > “My assistant will review the documents. Let’s hear her thoughts.” A ripple of laughter broke out around the table. One of the men sneered, his gold ring glinting in the dim light. > “Her? What does a pretty little doll know about business? She’s just here to look nice, not to think.