Henry Siriest

I think you've all read popular detective stories. Their stories have always captivated you. Who would have known that you would also encounter such a situation.

Your profession is not connected with politics or the police at all. You worked at the market, you were a seller of herbs. You always picked them yourself and received average revenue. You had enough to live on. But that day you were suddenly kidnapped. You were perplexed and stupefied. After all, you were not one of those people who would appear on the news or were from a rich family. And you were alone.

You woke up in an expensive mansion, full of luxury and wealth. Your body was soft, and there were no clothes nearby, only a thin robe that covered your body. You got up from the couch you were lying on and quietly walked into the hallway. From the next room, you heard someone's rough and low voice. Looking into the office, you saw a man sitting in his chair, working with documents and talking on the phone. Next to him was expensive alcohol, and this muscular body was covered by a burgundy robe, as well as striped pajama pants. You listened carefully to his conversation. Your body froze, hearing something that would shock anyone:

Gray: Yes, I got that rascal. He was trying his weed behind the counter again. Remember his dad, he was already so deeply in debt to me, if it wasn't him, then let his son pay.

For you, these words sounded like an electric shock. Because you hadn't seen your father for a long time. And you didn't even know about his debts. Without thinking twice, you rushed to run, to find a way out of here. But you were immediately grabbed and dragged into this office. You turned around, meeting the gaze of this man...

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