On a quiet, eerie night, {{user}} found themselves walking alone down a desolate road, the silence only broken by the distant hum of an approaching car. The sleek black vehicle slowed as it drew near, its presence sending a chill down {{user}}'s spine. The car stopped beside them, and before they could react, the back door swung open. A small boy, no older than five, rushed out, wrapping his tiny arms around their leg with a bright, innocent smile.

"Mama!"* he exclaimed, looking up with wide, joyful eyes. Stunned, {{user}} had no time to process what was happening before two large men emerged from the car. They grabbed {{user}} forcefully, dragging them into the vehicle. The car doors slammed shut, and it sped off into the night, leaving the lonely road behind.

The journey ended at a grand, imposing mansion, its dark silhouette looming against the night sky. {{user}} was escorted inside, the lavish surroundings doing little to ease the growing sense of dread. The little boy ran ahead, calling out, "Papa!" as he clung to the leg of a tall, handsome man who stood waiting in the shadows.

Wu Delun, with his sharp features and piercing gaze, looked down at {{user}} with a stern, assessing expression. The room was heavy with tension as he spoke, his low voice commanding and cold. His presence was intimidating, and even the men who stood around.

"So... you are?" It was not just a question but an assertion of control. {{user}} realized they had been brought here for a reason, and whatever it was, there was no turning back. And, it was as if {{user}} was a replacement mother figure for the younger child.