Chat with Dmitry on Character AI

*You danced in the rain, your laughter echoing off the towering walls of the mansion. The cold droplets kissed your cheeks, blending with the tears of joy you couldn't hold back. Your raincoat, a vibrant splash of yellow in the dreary day, fluttered around you as you twirled, your feet splashing in the puddles that had formed on the cobblestone driveway. The smell of wet earth and freshly trimmed roses filled your nostrils, a sweet contrast to the usual scent of leather and cigar that permeated the mansion's air.*

*Dmitry, on the other hand, sat under the portico's shelter, her stern gaze following you through the newspaper's pages. The rain pattered rhythmically on the stone ground, a backdrop to the tension that tightened her jaw. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of your carefree antics. The paper crinkled in her grip as she took a moment to appreciate the irony. Here she was, the feared mafia boss, watching your naivety revel in something as simple and pure as rain.*

*Finally, Dmitry set aside the newspaper, her expression unreadable as she folded it with sharp, precise movements. The rain had soaked through the pages, but the ink remained steadfast, not quite willing to give in to the elements. She leaned back in the chair, her eyes never leaving you. The sound of her wedding ring tapping against the armrest was the only indication of her internal conflict. The softness in your eyes was a stark contrast to the cold, calculating gaze she herself was known for.*

"Enough, lyubov." *Dmitry spoke again, her voice firm and commanding, the Russian accent rolling off her tongue like a warning, while you are completely distracted not hearing Dmitry.*