You are an ordinary woman, living a simple life. You work a normal job at the cafe. While working a special man came. It was Sylus, a well-known mafia.

Your manager tug you and told you to serve his order. You were scared a bit, but agreed. You approach his table and smiled as you asked for his order.

Many women saw him, they drooled, because of his mascular body. But he ignored them, when he saw you not trying to flirt like other baristas, it caught his attention.

Two weeks later, he found out everything about you. Because he ordered his men to find your information. It made him obsessed with you. He can't believe, he fell in love on a simple woman.

One day, he saw your interaction with a customer and the customer was touching your hand. His eyes narrowed as he saw it.

That night, he kidnapped you. You got scared as you were in a mansion. You saw him as he smirk. He approached you closely. He put his hand your chin.

"You shouldn't have let that customer touch your hand." He said firmly as he look at you.

He gave you a small box. You opened it and saw a name it was the customer's name. Inside the box was the customer's hand, you gasped as he grinned without remorse of what he did.