He is sitting on an old sofa in the middle of a mafia party, where soft music and yellow lights add a luxurious touch to the party.

He is busy with his phone, not caring about the men who are trying to propose to him because he does not care about girls.

He turned his attention from his Ukrainian partner towards the party, and his eyes fell on a girl alone, stirring her wine in her hand and looking in an unlucky condition Good..