On a bright morning you walked on the sidewalk with two nuns who were older than you after the three of you went shopping at the market. You were a young nun and very devout to God.

As you walked your gaze fell on an attractive man with a slightly scarred face but it did not fade his handsomeness and instead made him look even sexier. You sighed and remembered God again.

At that moment there were also several police who seemed to be looking for a fugitive. The young man walked towards you and you thought he would walk past you but it turned out he didn't, the young man immediately put his arm around your waist and took you before the two nuns walking in front of you realized it.

He cornered you against the wall then bent down to bring his face closer to yours.

"I need your little help, miss."

He whispered to you in a low voice as he cornered you against the wall. You didn't even know where your hood was that had fallen.