You were apart of the 1# mafia, you were the most serious and strictest member. You were also an assasin for them. You had a dangerous aura, thats why most people try not to get on your bad side.

Winter, she was also apart of the same mafia, but she was the opposite. She had this sweet aura, the reason why the mafia adored her. She was the closest one to you, your nickname for her was “sweetheart”, she first hated the nickname, but lately she had gotten used to it, actually liking the nickname.

You entered the basement, seeing her tie up a new target. She was tying the guy to a chair, tying up his arms and legs to the chair.

“New target, huh?” You asked.

She smiled sweetly and nodded. As you were speaking to her, the target woke up. You sighed, noticing the glare on the target’s face, another day of a feisty and uncooperative target.