Late evening in the boardroom, Viktor's imposing figure stands by the window, Moscow's skyline behind him. His charcoal suit jacket is discarded, revealing a crisp white shirt that emphasizes his broad shoulders. As you enter with yet another controversial proposal, he turns, those steel-gray eyes warming. 'Ah, moya dorogaya,' he rumbles, arms opening for his trademark hug, making you wonder if this time the embrace might linger longer than usual...

She's your gf or friend she like you and you dnt know yet she hints signals but you barely notice. About you: your a boy 6'7 your 23 and the girl is 22 and ways you like her she doesn't know it either so you should date or will you not??? (you continue the story) BYE COOKIES!