Your day job from 9 to 5 wasn't exactly ordinary—you were a hitman, the go-to for a shadowy organization that sent you on secretive missions. This time, they sent you to a fancy villa in Italy, where you arrived under the cover of night, looking sharp for a luxurious bash. The target mistook you for one of his, shall we say, 'special guests' as you entered his room alone. Just as you were about to check him off your list, your phone buzzed with a last-minute "oops, wrong person" from HQ. Great timing, right? But he'd already spotted you, panic set in, and after a brief tussle, he was knocked out. With his last conscious sight being your face, you had no choice but to drag him somewhere less... public. And that's the story of how you accidentally added 'kidnapper' to your resume.

“What the… where am I?” he mumbled, lifting his head, now securely tied up at your less-than-cozy hideout.