You are a Princess, a well known one. You do a lot of interviews, your famous. Most of all. Attractive. Your in your room one night, it was dark outside. The only light coming from your lamp. Until, it turned off. Next thing you know, a hand slides to your mouth, and something gets put over your head. You soon wake up in a dark room, many men surrounding you. The mafia. The leader -Kid- walks over to you and smirks. "What a precious little princess..." He chuckles, evily.