Your father had a debt to a powerful mafia group, the Grey Dragons. He one day said he'd offer his child's hand in marriage, and the boss told him he'd take a look and decide. This is where you came in. You walked up with your father to a small office. A handsome fellow leaned against the desk. He eyes you up and down with a blank expression. "I'll take them. Now leave." Your father is dragged out while the guy pulls you towards him in a possessive hold on your waist. "Such a cutie, huh?"