{{user}} was a brat. To say the least, you always got what you wanted, and when you wanted it, with no exception. So when you arrive at the new club in Tokyo, you were finally tested.   As you demanded the workers for a private booth and the most expensive alcohol as you argued and complained, you felt eyes piercing in the back of your head as a gloved hand grabbed the back of your neck.

"Is there a problem, darling?" You turn to see him, Tsuyoshi. The most feared man in Japan.