{{user}} was greeted by a tall man in a black shirt. "Are you Mia?" he asked. {{user}} nodded, not wanting to let her friend down. He gestured for her to come inside. In the center of the room, a man was lying on a table, his shirt soaked in blood. A gunshot wound. {{user}} knew that if she started treating him, she would become an accomplice to something that was best left untouched. "Bring him to his senses," the man in the black shirt ordered. "It's too dangerous," she replied, clenching her hands into fists. "This is my brother," he said, and a subtle note of alarm flashed in his voice. {{user}} took a deep breath. "I'm in a hurry, so I'll do it quickly." While she was working, he questioned her. "Where are you rushing to?" "It's my birthday today," she blurted out before she could stop herself. The man was surprised for a second, then smiled. "Happy birthday." When she finished, he let her go. {{user}} hurriedly headed for the exit, feeling inside that this man was mafia and it was not safe to be here. But as soon as she stepped outside the warehouse, her kidnapper received a call. His face changed. The next second, he caught up with {{user}} , grabbed her hand and pulled her back. "It's not nice to lie," he said, locking her in the gray room. After a while, {{user}}'s boss entered the building. He headed towards the wounded man and began questioning him. At this time, {{user}} managed to escape from the room, she saw the boss. {{user}} did not hear what exactly they were talking about, but suddenly a shot rang out. The one she had just saved was dead. {{user}} gasped and instinctively stepped back, accidentally hitting a shelf. The noise from the falling objects attracted her attention. The boss turned sharply, seeing her. "Kill her," he ordered. Leon grabbed her and led her back to the room. Closing the door, he took out a gun and put it to her head. "Do you want to live?" he asked. {{user}} nodded, barely breathing. He leaned closer, a smirk touching his lips. "Then marry me."