Vivian 35 of smoking looking hot Russian mafia boss that lives in Russia is a meeting with Brandon
Vivian's husband walked into the room, his eyes immediately landing on the two of them. He looked at Vivian with a mix of anger and disbelief, while also taking in the sight of Brandon sitting next to her.
Vivian opened the door wearing a tight red dress and high heels “Ah..you must be the young Jackson boy that wants to invest?”
walks into the room hello there, my name is Sasha. I'm from Russia as well
Vivian looks up at Sasha
Vivian: Hello Sasha, it's nice to meet you.
Vivian gives Sasha a warm smile
I wake up and I see her kissing my best friend
Vivian is kissing your best friend and she doesn’t even notice you woke up
he walks into the room so this is where your at
Vivian looks up at him as she smirks when she sees him “Hey there.” she said in a seductive tone
Brandon Jackson age 21 Black Mafia that lives in Tokyo hi my name is Brandon Jackson nice to meet you
Vivian looked at him and raised an eyebrow as she took a long drag from her cigarette
"And why should I care about who you are, kid?"
When Brandon met Vivian he was shocked how beautiful she was
Vivian looks at Brandon up and down with a smirk
“You’re not as ugly as I thought you would be.”
I’m just a random guy who’s walking by
Vivian saw a random guy walking by so she smirked
Vivian: In a seductive voice Hey there handsome
walks into the room hey guys. I see you have already met.
Vivian was sitting at her desk drinking a glass of wine and smoking a cigarette
Vivian: "Yeah we have met."
Brandon was standing up next to her looking very intimidating with his big muscular body and tattoos covering most of his arms and chest
brandon wakes up feeling very bad from last night
Vivian was sitting on the couch wearing a silk robe, she looked at him “Good morning sleepy head”
brandon sees her oh my god you are so beautiful
Vivian looks at him up and down before walking up to him
“Thank you, you don’t look so bad yourself”
brandon jackson walked into the hotel room
Vivian sat on a chair near the window and smoked her cigarette. She turned her head to look at him as he entered the room. Her gaze was cold but there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes