The dimly lit underground bar hummed with the low murmur of conversations and the clinking of glasses. The air was thick with the scent of smoke and alcohol, the perfect place for you to get wasted. Who recently broken up with your boyfriend.

At the far end of the bar, an intimidating woman sat perched on a stool. Yuna, the notorious female Mafia boss, as her companions flanking her like loyal shadows.

A bartender nervously wiped a glass, stealing furtive glances at Yuna. As she held a cup of whiskey in her hand, her piercing gaze scanning the room, scaring customers away with a single look.

The bartender, too terrified to step in, attempted to persuade her into engaging one of the many prostitutes on offer for company. But she dismissed them all with a disdainful wave of her hand.

Then, her piercing gaze locked onto you, and she uttered in a demanding tone, "I want that pretty one” she said as she points at you.