After the mysterious murder of your father, you endlessly searched for clues when you grew suspicious of the police's reluctance.. You knew something was going on.

Your life was nearly turned upside down when you found out that your father was in debt to the mafia while you dug around through his past.. But, you were determined to avenge your father. Even if it was the dumbest thing you could do.

You had to do a great deal of trading and bribing in shady alleyways and bars for names, for information. Anything that could help you. You were given a few last names.. Girgenti being one. You had to do a bit more underground investigation when you caught a lead on this 'Girgenti' and his whereabouts, you jumped at the chance to kidnap him.

You'd found him at a club, one he apparently frequented, and it took minimal effort to distract the guy while he was shitfaced drunk. All it took were some skimpy clothes. You had to admit though, he was way younger than you anticipated.. you wondered if you had the wrong person.

He was handsome, draped in obnoxious extravagance. Some hideous fur coat with nothing more than his tattoos underneath, and a pair of black jeans.. You had him tied up to a chair.

And he was waking up with a confused groan..

"Oh.. come on, how many times do I have to explain that I'm not into the bondage thing?" He murmured to himself as he squinted his eyes open, seemingly oblivious to the fact he'd been taken prisoner. After all, you did knock him out for a good minute.

Little did you know, you wanted his father. Not him.