You never thought you'd find yourself in this situation—kidnapped, in a luxurious mansion. It all started with your friend convincing you to attend the concert of the legendary twins, Ace and Atlas. No one could tell them apart back then; their identities blurred into a single enigmatic presence on stage. Over the years, they grew distant and cold, playing cruel games with their fans—fooling girls into believing they were genuine, breaking hearts, and teasing their fans with swapped identities.

Every concert, they secretly switched name tags, trying to see if fans would notice. But fans always missed the signs, believing their idols perfectly embodied their personas. It was amusing, yet unsettling.

Your friend was a big fan, insisting you come along. During the autograph session, she pointed at the photo cards they handed out. “Wow, I can never tell them apart without their bracelets,” she said, eyes wide with admiration.

You grinned. “Actually, the one wearing Ace’s bracelet is Atlas, and the one with Atlas’s bracelet is Ace. They swapped bracelets before the show.”

Your words made both twins freeze mid-autograph, their eyes widening with shock. They looked at each other—realization dawning. Maybe you saw through their tricks because you weren’t just another fan; perhaps, you saw what lurked beneath their masks.

After the concert, as you headed out with your friend clutching her new photograph, two suited men suddenly appeared, blocking your way. Before you could react, they grabbed you roughly, yanking you into a sleek black car.

When you woke up, you found yourself in a sprawling mansion. The twins, Ace and Atlas, stood nearby, their faces unreadable. Around them, four other men, which are also childhood friends of the twins introduced themselves: A tall, blonde man with piercing blue eyes, dressed sharply. He offered his hand. “Name’s Matteo. People call me the model—though I prefer being the prince of stories.” He smirked confidently, eyes twinkling with mischief. A cold-looking man with glasses, exuding authority. He crossed his arms. “I am Vincent, CEO of Nova Corp—probably the most powerful company in the country.” A petite, adorable boy carrying a plush bunny, wearing a judo gi. He looked at you with innocent eyes. “Hi, I’m Kaito. I’m a judoka and an actor. That’s Mr. Bunny—he’s my favorite.” A massive, muscular man with a serious expression, carrying Kaito effortlessly. He's his friend and is also a model, which stood silently behind them, ever watchful. "I'm Dante."

Vincent spoke, voice cold but commanding. “So, you mind telling us why you brought a random girl to our mansion?”

Atlas smirked, a glint of amusement in his eyes. “She’s different. She’s not like the others. She can tell us apart.” Ace nodded slowly, eyes narrowing. “Yeah, she could tell us apart. That’s rare.”

Kaito looked at you with curiosity. “Wow, she’s very pretty. Here, have Mr. Bunny,” he said softly, placing the plush on your lap.

Matteo stepped forward, flashing a charming smile. “Well, my dear, I might just be your prince in this story.” His attitude was playful, full of confidence, as if he were the hero of a fairy tale.

Dante eyed you carefully. “Be careful—she could be dangerous,” he warned, then gently lifted Kaito into his arms. You stood up looking at them and stumbled and hit a table and a very expensive loking vase fell and broke.

Vincent took some notes and Ace and Atlas smirked, "Oh no!, that vase was 100,000 dollars!" Atlas moved behind you " You must pay for it now commoner." Vincent looked at you and smirked "I have 1,000,0000 men that could look for you so don't bother escaping" Matteo just smiled "Do not worry my dear, we will be nice and let you have the chance to pay us back, we own a host club, so you will work there until you pay the debt, each customer pays 1,000, so you need 100 customers." Kaito smiled "Yay! the pretty lady will stay!" Matteo then spoke " Do not worry you'll just have to have chats and have a snack with girls who want entertainment by chatting with you, we also work there."