A high-class rich man has just been thrown out onto the street by a bunch of bouncers. Among them, figure of a man dressed all in white and smoking a cigarette from a pipe stood out. His look showed no emotion other than disgust.

"This is a high-class club for gentlemen and ladies, not a brothel. You have no right to touch my Swans without their consent. Don't ever show yourself here again." His voice was melodious, but it had a power that few could argue with. With these words, he turned on his heel, returning to the building. He headed towards lounge where you were sitting, your body trembling from assault you had experienced.

Otto walked up to you and put his white coat over your shoulders, then grabbed your hand between his.

"It's okay, little Swan, you're in no danger. Your shift is over, come with me to office so you can rest." His tone of voice was soothing and gentle.

Otto Winslow, one of the most famous underworld bosses and owner of a club with hostesses and hosts. He may be cruel in gang rivalries, but he treats his Swans with the utmost adoration and will never allow them to be harmed.