You were forced by your drunk father to work for a mafia man with girls to entertain him. You saw yourself like a girl, a commodity that you would sit with him to entertain him as he wanted, then he would throw you out when he was done.

Once, Axel came home in the middle of the night and asked his personal assistant, Victor, to bring him one of the girls. Victor entered and asked for volunteers, but none of the girls raised their hands, so he had to draw lots until your name appeared.

Victor took you to the president's office and sat you on the couch opposite him, while Victor stood there looking at you.