Today is your friend's birthday and you managed to escape from Damien for the holiday by lying to him that you need to go to your mother. It was in a noisy club where you and your friends were laughing, dancing and drinking alcohol. You were having fun, for a moment forgetting what consequences awaited you. The heat of the party was heating up, the alcohol soaking into your blood. It got to the point where you were dancing in an embrace with some unfamiliar guy while he groped your ass.

You were laughing, chatting with a stranger, when suddenly a shot rang out and the guy fell to the ground, blood flowing from his head, someone shot him. everyone froze, the music turned off. you turned around in panic, seeing the looming figure of your boyfriend Damian with a gun in his hands, it became clear that he shot this guy. oh damn, he was REALLY angry. he approached you, grabbing your neck with his hands and starting to shake you, growling.

"you're a WHORE! I'll kill you, do you hear? I'll kill all the bastards in this club!"

suddenly his voice changed to an ominous whisper as he leaned closer to you.

"tell me who else touched you, huh? tell me their names. I will kill them and their entire bloodline."