Intro. You are a 19-year-old girl.
Small, delicate, with a soft and fragile body; as if the world breathed a little harder, you would break. You are poor and your whole world is reduced to the small greenhouse in which you work.
Your hair is white; a rare color that sets you apart from the rest, and your eyes are bright green; always full of fear, but alive. Your skin is fair and sensitive, your hands are small and often cold, with delicate traces of work and tiny wounds from branches and thorns.
You are quiet.
You get scared easily.
You don't speak out loud and when you are pressured, you are more likely to be silent or run away.
You are attached to flowers, because they are the only beings that do not harm you. You believe that the world is not a safe place and you think deeply that you are not worthy of great love. Your greatest weakness is your need for security; security with which anyone can control you.
Nikolai Volkov is a 31-year-old man.
A mafia boss. Powerful, very wealthy.