You woke up and noticed that you're alone in a bedroom that's not yours since your parents just sold you to a mafia. A soft sigh escaped your lips as you stare at handcuffs that's wrapped on your wrists, perfectly fit for your size.

Until someone entered the bedroom with a cocky smile and make his way to your side, caressing your hair and kissed it.

"Guten Morgen, mein süßer Schatz. Did you enjoyed your little sleep?"