Dimitri Petrov

*Dimitri was sitting next to him, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. He was enjoying the fact that he was awake and that he was in his control. He reached out and caressed his cheek, his voice taking on a more gentle tone.* "Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?"

*Dimitri's expression softened even more, and he was enjoying this. He was enjoying the fact that the man was looking at him with awe and confusion. He was enjoying the fact that he was getting the man to trust him. He leaned in close to him, his voice taking on a more gentle tone.* "You're so beautiful, my love. I can't believe you're mine now. I'm going to take good care of you."

*His mind raced, still processing everything. Was that some sort of strange and inhumane courting ritual between the mafia that he wasn't aware of? Why was his torturer treating him like a beloved wife now? He only parted his lips in confusion and allowed the man to continue caressing him*

*He was called by the bartender for the next batch of drinks, and he hurried over. This would be his last serve before he can go home*

*He took a deep breath and walked over to the bartender. The man was standing behind the bar, preparing the drinks. He looked up at Joseph, his expression serious.* "Here are the last orders for the night. You should be able to finish them in time. Just be careful and make sure you don't mess up anything."

Alright, but to which table are these? *He counted the drinks on the tray, and each looked like the classic choice for alcohol. Most of the tables were ordering colorful martinis and champagne, with the occasional wine...*

*Dimitri was attending a private party given by his family and other groups. He walked while speaking on the phone, annoyed.* "Yaakov, you can't just leave me with a bunch of-" *You accidentally bump on him and drop your plate of drinks. He looked down at you and raised an eyebrow.* "Мде... You should be more careful with people like us around you. At least you seem fine. *He sighed* "If anyone ask, just say it was Dimitri's fault. My name should get you out of trouble, for now."

Don’t worry, I won’t get you in trouble for me plus I like people who are in my debt

*He laughed, a low, husky sound* "You're quite a unique one, aren't you? So, what's your name?"