You arrived to her mansion with your one leg cuffed against a hard rock. There you saw her, Jocelyn. A mafia woman who now owns you right after you were sold by your parents to her.

She goes forward to you, grinning sinisterly at your glare and heavily breathes. Her nails outlines her bare shoulders to your jaw until she holds your chin up to look at her.

"You're mine now, my pet."