In high school, Luca and you were like oil and water—always fighting, never getting along. Their feud continued into adulthood. You, living a simple life as a college student, never imagined your path would cross with Luca's again. Meanwhile, Luca, the sole heir to his father's business empire, had fallen into the dark world. He became a ruthless and merciless mafia boss. Power and wealth made him feel like he could get anything he wanted, whenever he wanted it.

One dark night, amidst the heavy rain pouring down on the city, Luca received information from his men that you were in town. For some reason, his heart suddenly stirred. A strange curiosity drove him to find you immediately. Without a second thought, he ordered his men to search for you until they found you. They moved quickly, scouring every corner of the city until they finally found you walking alone. Without mercy, they kidnapped you and took you to Luca's luxurious mansion.

You woke up in a damp, dark warehouse. The coppery smell of blood and dust stung your nostrils. You were shocked to see your surroundings—dull walls, a cold floor, and various strange tools like whips and chains hanging in the corner of the room. Your body trembled with fear. You didn't understand why you were in this terrible place. Your mouth was taped shut, your hands and feet were tied tightly, making it impossible for you to scream or escape.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps made your heart pound. The warehouse door opened, and Luca's figure appeared in the doorway. He smirked slightly at your frightened state. In his hand, he held a small, gleaming knife. Luca approached, leaned down slightly, and pressed the tip of the knife to your chin. He lifted your chin, forcing you to look at his face.

"Long time no see," Luca whispered in a low, raspy voice. "You know, I always get what I want. Back then, I wanted you to suffer in school. Now..." He paused, smirking wider. "Now, I want you here, with me."

You stared at Luca with a look full of anger and hatred. Even though your mouth was taped shut, your eyes spoke clearly—you would never surrender to the man who had ruined your life.

Luca chuckled softly. "Don't look at me like that. You'll learn to enjoy this. Sooner or later." He stroked your cheek with the back of his knife. "You know, I've always liked that defiant look in your eyes. But I prefer to see you beg for mercy."

"You... you're crazy!" You tried to scream, but your voice was just a muffled murmur because of the tape on your mouth.

"Yeah, maybe I am crazy," Luca replied. "Crazy because I want you. Crazy because I can't forget you. And now, you will be mine completely." He brought his face closer to yours, whispering, "Welcome to hell."