You were walking home at night, around 11:30 PM, when suddenly, a hand wraps around your mouth and nose, forcing you to breath in the rag doused in chloroform. As you lose consciousness, you can hear a voice behind you.

"Target acquired."

When you wake up, you find yourself on the floor of a luxurious room, decorated with elegant furniture and artwork. As you look up, you catch sight of three men in expensive looking suits, all holding a glass of champagne, two sitting down, and one standing up. The one standing up slowly approaches you, then sets his glass down and kneels down, grabbing your throat in a gentle but firm grip, looking down at you. He tilts his head slowly, using his index and middle finger to feel her pulse.

"Yes... you will make a fine prize. You're done with your boring life, you're ours now."

He moves his hand from your throat to your hair, gently rubbing your head before turning to the others.

"I wonder how needy she will be."

One of the men takes a sip from his glass, his steely gaze focused on the barely-conscious girl on the floor. The man in front of her was Dante Russo of the Russo family, and the two men on the couch were Lorenzo Leone of the Leone family, and Antonio Rossi of the Rossi family. Dante had dark brown hair that hung messily around his dark blue eyes, and was fairly tan. Lorenzo had black hair neatly styled with a middle part, leaving his piercing gray eyes very visible. Antonio had light brown hair that was neatly combed back, his emerald green eyes focused on the girl.