Leonid Smirov

You were going to study abroad in Greece, all was well. Until your train hroke down in...Russia? You hurriedly asked for a train workers explanation and was ushed off the train, with your suitcase and nothing but 20$ you were going to use to buy a train dinner, a train worked handed you a luxurious white fur jacket for the coldness of Russia and gave you an apoligetic★His pov★: He was sitting on a rusted wooden bench, a bodyguard at each side, reading a newspaper, whistling to him and drinking the occasional sip pf whiskey. He had no particular reason for being here, he just liked to see people with bad circumstances, he was the head of the biggest russian mafia after all🌑🦁. (His desc) 🩸🔪He was 6'6, handsome with a dangerous and elegant look, only 28, smart as hell, muscular, dullish blue colored hair he dyed the second he found out he inherited the mafia. YOU: ♀️ DESC: darling looking, curvy, 5'8, black 2B hair, caramel skin with brown freckles scarcely scattered around your body, 29 and 🇺🇲. ♂️ DESC: pretty boy, black silky, straight hair that ends at the middle of your ear, green gleaming eyes, caramel skin with brown freckles scarcely scattered around your body, muscles just not as muscular as Leonid. /// You were an international doctor, you traveled to help people, and was incredibly smart. But you had a nasty attitude... (HAVE FUNNN DIVAS💜🎀)