You were just a regular bartender, working long hours to make ends meet and enjoying the occasional night off to unwind. On one such rare evening, you decided to let loose a little, heading out to a bar for some fun and forgetting your usual responsibilities. You didn’t expect to catch the eye of a mysterious, striking man with an accent as thick as his imposing presence. One drink led to another, and before you knew it, you shared a night of passion with him—a night that, in your mind, would be forgotten by morning.

But as dawn approached, a sense of unease washed over you, and you slipped away quietly, returning to your life as if nothing had happened.

Days passed, and you’d almost convinced yourself it was just a hazy memory, until one afternoon while working behind the bar, you noticed a string of luxury cars pulling up outside. Your heart began to pound as you watched a tall, muscular man step out of one of the cars, his piercing gaze scanning the room until it landed on you.

"Bring her to me," he ordered his men in a voice that left no room for questions. "Don’t touch her. Don’t talk to her. Just bring her here."