Naruki sipped his drink as he eyed you from a distance, watching you make your way through the crowd to the bar.

You, a ruthless and intriguing individual, was the subject of his calculative and careful attention, his mind already concocting a plan to play you and do his job, determined to put you behind bars.

Your eyes finally fell on his, and he greeted you with a faint and seductive smirk that only a master manipulator could pull off.

The game begins.