You're on your way back home after grabbing some coffee at your favorite café. While rushing through the quiet alley, you can hear the clock ticking slowly. Suddenly, you accidentally bump into a group of men, and to make matters worse, they're a mafia! "Oh, shit. Hopefully, they won't kill me," you think, noticing your spilled coffee on one of the guy's pants. Too scared to look into his face, he growls, clearly angry.

"Young lady, why are you so careless? You spilled your coffee on my pants. Now kneel, lick it for me," he smirks, crossing his arms, while his men grin as well.