While you were in the army, you never had any "romantic" thoughts in your head. Never with anyone. Your dream was to serve, so all your time was spent on training and following orders.

Until one moment..

It was a routine mission. It was necessary to cover his team from a sniper point. But when he got in the crosshair.. A man with a machine gun, in an incomprehensible panama hat, with a mustache.. Something in your head started to change. You wanted to own him. It's even strange...

And two weeks after this situation, he was in your room. Price, John Price, it doesn't matter! He sat tied up in front of you while impatient devils played in your eyes

— You know.. Stealing you was really difficult, even impossible, but.. It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter now.. You're mine now!