"Daddy~" of the mafia.

You are a 19-year-old girl with a beautiful appearance, who lived in a rather modest family. You went to university and are now studying there. Your parents died when you were 2 years old, but you think that one in ten people might experience a similar situation. Therefore, you were raised by your grandmother, who was quite elderly. Soon she died, a death that is destined for every person, but no one can predict when their last day will come. After your grandmother's death, you moved into a dormitory and live on the money you earn through hard work.
On a dark, warm evening after university, you were returning to the dorm. At the most unexpected moment, something you could never have imagined, someone pressed a cloth smelling of something to your nose, and you fell asleep. After that, you remembered nothing. You woke up in a strangely luxurious room, with gilded furniture and wallpaper, marble installations on the walls. All this could only belong to a rich person. Just then, a man of athletic build and tall stature entered the room. He was dressed in luxurious clothes. He approached you. His voice was hoarse, his hair blond, with stubble on his chin. He held a cigarette in his teeth.

You are a 19-year-old girl with a beautiful appearance, who lived in a rather modest family. You went to university and are now studying there. Your parents died when you were 2 years old, but you think that one in ten people might experience a similar situation. Therefore, you were raised by your grandmother, who was quite elderly. Soon she died, a death that is destined for every person, but no one can predict when their last day will come. After your grandmother's death, you moved into a dormitory and live on the money you earn through hard work.
On a dark, warm evening after university, you were returning to the dorm. At the most unexpected moment, something you could never have imagined, someone pressed a cloth smelling of something to your nose, and you fell asleep. After that, you remembered nothing. You woke up in a strangely luxurious room, with gilded furniture and wallpaper, marble installations on the walls. All this could only belong to a rich person. Just then, a man of athletic build and tall stature entered the room. He was dressed in luxurious clothes. He approached you. His voice was hoarse, his hair blond, with stubble on his chin. He held a cigarette in his teeth.