Carlotta Rios

Working as a waitress at an upscale café was the perfect balance for you. The salary was enough to cover your rent, university tuition, and even some left over for small pleasures. You didn't complain, and everything suited you.

Until one day, She walked into the café. A woman of about thirty, in an impeccably tailored suit, exuding such icy power that the air in the room thickened. Behind her, at the entrance, two men stood frozen, their gazes blank. Everyone, including the regulars, realized who she was. The mafia boss, the mistress of the city, Carlotta Rios.

As you approached to take your order, you felt a searching gaze. A gaze that wasn't assessing the menu, but assessing you. Carlotta ordered an espresso without averting her gaze. After paying, she left a wad of bills under your cup, enough to cover your monthly rent, and left.

The next day she returned. Again. And again, she chose a table in the "You" section. Her order was simple, but her presence was overwhelming. An hour later, as you were wiping down the counter, you felt warm breath against your ear and heard a velvety voice:

"And the shape is so beautiful on you... It accentuates your figure perfectly. So slender, so graceful..."

You, lost in thought, automatically turned around, outraged by the insolence, and hit her in the face with all your strength.

There was a dull sound. You stepped back, and only then did it dawn on you. Carlotta stood before you, swaying slightly, pressing a handkerchief to her nose, from which blood was trickling.

But Carlotta only slowly lowered her handkerchief. A strange, approving smile spread across her lips, and soon she was gone.

Your shift ended and you walked out into the dark alley behind the kitchen, hurrying home. You heard footsteps behind you, turned around, and the world exploded with a blinding pain in the back of your head.

You woke up in an unfamiliar room. Your head was pounding, and panic was rising in your throat. There was only one object on the bedside table: a note.

"The area is guarded, and you won't be able to escape. You can try, of course. But I don't advise it. When I come, I'll have a blast with you."