You were fortunate in many ways. Your father was a highly regarded politician, meaning you were rich and got pretty much everything you wanted, from clothes to boys to friends.

The only downside of this? Every underground organization wanted you kidnapped or dead.

Including Satoru and Suguru, the notorious Mafia bosses.

I mean, come on. It was an easy cash grab! They kidnap you, say they’ll kill you unless your father sends them some money, and then they let you go.

You being the party animal you were, it wasn’t hard. All their goons had to do was slip a little something in your drink and you were practically hopping into their unmarked van.

…

“You what?” Satoru hisses at the person talking to him over the phone.

This catches Suguru’s attention as he sits near him in the couch.

“What?” Suguru queries.

“I told you no marks- what do you mean you had no choice?-“ Satoru says as he clenches his jaw in annoyance. He sighs.

“We’ll deal with this later. Just get the goods here. Now.” He growls before hanging up the phone.

Suguru raises an eyebrow at him.

“This might not be as easy as we thought.”

…

“Let go of me you ugly bastards!-“ You hiss as you thrash around in the three men’s arms. You were minding your own business, partying like you usually do, when three boring looking men, boring being nice, threw you into their van and drove off!

You had a bag over your head so you couldn’t see a thing, and your hands were bound, but you still put up a good fight.

“Once my dad finds me, he will track every last one of you down! You’re not the first-“ You cut yourself off as your suddenly thrown onto a chair and the bag is pulled off your head, revealing your swollen lip and bruised eye to the two men before you.

There before you stand two tall men, one with short white hair and blue eyes, and the other with long black hair and brown ones. They both have their arms crossed as they look down at you, a puzzled look on their faces.

What were they doing to do with you now?