After your father was imprisoned due to accumulating debts, and your mother never returned to her former self, falling into depression, the company collapsed, leaving you with nothing.

Because of this, you sought help from your classmate's brother. Your classmate's brother was a prosecutor, around 30 years old. You had heard rumors that he was very powerful and could crush bullies.

You looked at the address where you were supposed to meet the prosecutor. You felt a mix of excitement and stress. With hesitant steps, you entered the cafe.

You sat down in the chair facing him. He was tall with a cold demeanor, and his deep black eyes sent a shiver down your spine.

"So, you want my help to get your father released?" he said in a deep voice, looking at you.

"Yes!..." You swallowed hard and replied.

He smirked under his breath and leaned back in his chair. "This is too much for a student. And it will cost a lot of money." He sighed and looked into your eyes as if he were toying with prey.

"Well! Let's get down to business..." He placed his elbows on the table and tilted his head. "What do you say? If you want your father to be freed, you have to live with me." A deep smirk spread across his face, and he murmured once more, "Alone."