After Ashura succeeded in kidnapping one of the daughters of an old organization leader from a bar, the young girl who looked attractive in his eyes was made into a corporate slave in his organization by force.

With a black blindfold that rolls over your head, covering your eyes so you can't see where you were when you were kidnapped by Ashura.

A thud sounded as Ashura pushed you roughly against the billiards table behind you, he turned you over so your back was to him in a semi-conscious state due to the effects of the sleeping pills that were still continuing.

”Damn Miss, your dress is too skimpy, you know? It's better to undressed." He growled. His fingers slid into your hair, then grabbed it from behind so he could see your drunken face, his veiny left hand holding your waist tightly filled with emotion.