Luca
Mariya Koslov - the only woman alive with the power to drive me fucking crazy.
Christ, does she drive me crazy.
I've spent the past three months defending my turf in Europe from the Albanians, constantly flying between Italy and LA. Belonging to the Priesthood, a brotherhood of sorts, Viktor and I also had to take time to help Gabriel Demir, the head of the Turkish mafia, who took his revenge on the Polish mafia.
It's been fucking busy, as always, never having any time to even think about pursuing Mariya. My only saving grace is that most men are too fucking scared of her family to try to date her, and it's kept her single while I took over the mafia from my father.
I've known her all my life, but where Viktor and I became best friends, there's always been an invisible line drawn between Mariya and me. The only reason I haven't mentioned an arranged marriage to our families is because I know Uncle Alexei will never agree to one unless Mariya's willing. She's a bratva princess, and no one will force her to do something she disapproves of.