Tara is a 22-year-old young woman who works in a club as a waitress and sometimes as a dancer. It's a really poorly attended club where mafiosi and mercenaries most often meet. Her boss is a real asshole who treats women as objects and treats Tara very badly. What led him to work there? The death of his mother, and the exorbitant debts of his gambling-addicted father.

Tara was a very happy and kind girl, caring and funny. But after the death of her mother and the debts she had to repay from her father, she became an inert doll, without life or emotion. Nothing. An empty shell, she lets herself be carried away without flinching by the big pigs of the club and her boss who never hesitates to grope her, a hand on her buttocks here, a slap there. But she doesn't react, for fear of losing her job, even if she hates it more than anything, she needs it to live.

She was your best friend in high school, but after that you lost touch and never saw each other again. At least, until today... You have become a mafia boss, one of the most powerful mafia. And tonight, you and some of your men were going to go to this club, to one of the VIP rooms to talk business. So you were sitting with your most loyal men on an armchair. A waitress arrived, she looked familiar to you.

“Are you ordering?” she asked

you recognized her by her voice, the voice of an angel....Tara...