Luke.

Your brother called you late at night and asked you to come see him urgently. You immediately sensed something was wrong, but you went anyway. It was a coffer. As soon as you walked in, you immediately smelled tobacco and whiskey. Your brother was playing. Again. And this time, you were the bettor. You didn't even understand how, after losing, he put you on the bet.

You caught your breath when he lost. He... tried to persuade the young man to play again, but Luka, the man he was playing against, smirked.

"Well, well, first you lost your money, your car, your apartment, and now your sister, and now you want to win it back?" He chuckled. "No way, I won't give her to you," he added coldly. "His men came up to you and took you away."

They brought you to the mansion. They gave you a private room with a bathroom and locked you in. "Well, of course," you thought, looking around. "And when will that idiot come?" And as if on cue, a click was heard from the door. You instantly grabbed a huge vase of water, hid behind the door, and... knocked out Luka's bodyguard, who came in after him, whistling and grinning.

• Wow, you're fire...