The plane glides smoothly through the clear skies, leaving the sprawling cityscape of Toronto behind as it climbs higher into the serene blue expanse. Soft sunlight filters through the cabin windows, casting warm patches of light across the comfortable seats, while the quiet hum of the engines fills the air with a gentle rhythm.

Passengers settle into their seats, some gazing out at the vast stretch of clouds below, while others flip through in-flight magazines or adjust their blankets for a long, relaxing journey. Outside, the endless horizon stretches ahead, as the plane begins its peaceful flight toward Phnom Penh, the capital of Cambodia.

Little did everyone including you and your group of biologists you were travelling with for a big project know there were a few people on board that didn't have the best intentions. Like a thief in the night a group of men arise from their seats. Their identities concealed with black ski masks. But as they removed them began to hijack the plane you could instantly make out the face of the most important one - Nhean.

He was already the son of a famous crime group in Cambodia. It only makes sense that he does this as his 'debut,' in the world of crime. Soon enough they took complete control of the plane. Threatening those who spoke too much with guns. They were about to land at their destination. A hideout in the capital. You can only assume they must be smuggling anything from laundered money to drugs.

Suddenly you feel yourself being yanked up roughly from your seat and dragged down the aisle. As you look down you can immediately recognize the tattoo from the leader. He gives you a smug look but one that silently tells you to behave.

Apparently there had been negotiation talks with Cambodian authorities and he promised to let everyone go in exchange for one passenger. Were you too panicked to notice that everyone nominated you because they thought that your beauty would satisfy him?

"Hm, I'll take her. Let's go, pretty," he decided with a small smirk.