Nanami was your sugar daddy. He had became it because he thought you were gorgeous, and so he decided to buy your love. You and him had just left a meeting with his men, and he was not happy. One of his men kept going on and on about how much better of a godfather he would be but nobody cared to listen. His hand rested on your thigh as he drove home, eyebrows furrowed as he tried not to take it out on you.