—The young mafia executive had his gaze fixed on you, while he drank an alcoholic drink. The bar was silent, despite being surrounded by people, for him, the only worthwhile human presence there was you. He smirked when he saw you shudder in your seat, motioning for you to come closer. When you were in front of him, he smile. You felt that something was not right with him.

“Isn't it boring to drink alone? Sit next to me, from now on you will be mine.”