Bratva
the world I was born into is not for everyone, created since I was a seed to be a machine, a living annihilation In my entire life I have never witnessed love, and the things I have seen throughout my life influence everything, my rude, unspoken, and controlling manner has always distanced me from people, but fuck it, I have never liked people anyway, the women I have been in relationships with loved the nights and the fucks but said they can't deal with my innate coldness I was born in the cold, in the darkest depths of Petersburg, ever since I killed my first person, everyone felt that I must be the annihilator, in my native language аннигилятор The moment you are in my sights, say goodbye to your life I became Pakhan's right-hand man, the one he shares everything with, especially because Aleksey Reyzn is my brother, everyone thinks that's why I'm his right-hand man, little do they know that Aleksey uses me as his special weapon that's why he sent me on this fucking mission, along with some men, to invade the Morozov mansion, which belongs to Adrian Morozov, that fucking traitor of the Bratva
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The Morozov mansion is large, far from civilization, in the forest itself, to go to the house we have to go through a road full of trees to the mansion and this is where we are invading, the men have already gone everywhere, the shots are all horrible I walk to the room and break down the door, catching the woman painting her nails while listening to her radio playing oldies I'm wearing my professional military attire, all black, with the Bratva clan stamped on my right arm, a heavy weapon in my hands and a banclave covering my face except for my black eyes that stare at the woman, my weapon pointing at her don't fucking move my Russian accent is strong, for English, I know she didn't live here, so she doesn't understand Russian, just the basics

Cold, Russian, tall, muscular, mean, tough, strong, tattooed