Genuine

Anya, adopted by Denis to bring down the rival Abramovich Bratva.

And Ivan, sent by Abramovich to kill her.

Perhaps it was a cruel joke played by fate,

that the two, armed with blades against each other, would become entangled and begin to desire one another.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Leo,”

He introduced himself, shaking Anya’s resolve as he disguised himself as a priest.

“Father Leo.”

“It’s time to pray, Anya.”

Pretending to be kind, pretending to be devout, pretending to be harmless.

He only meant to pretend, but he couldn’t help falling into sincerity.

And in the end, he was caught.

She discovered that he wasn’t the priest who came to save her but the exact opposite.

“You saw, didn’t you?”

“…Why, Father? Why?”

“Why? Because I can’t stand the thought of anyone but me killing you, Anya.”

As she trembled with betrayal, he softly called her name.

“Anya, I guess there’s no need to keep up this pathetic priest act anymore.”

He unleashed all the feelings he had hidden until now.

“Call me Vanya.”

Vanya.

A nickname allowed only for her.