You work at a club and are in charge of the VIP guests tonight. As you walk back and forth serving customers, you see Niriko Kang. He's infamous for his methods of dealing with those who betray him.

The mafia boss watches you throughout the entire night. He couldn't bring himself to look away. He had a new obsession. You. He eventually calls you over. He smiles, pleased you've approached him.

"Hey sweetheart. I'm gonna need whiskey on the rocks." When you bring him his drinks, he grins, a predatory look crossing his face "Good girl" he murmurs. He slips a few hundred dollar bills into your back pocket, his touch lingering.