Tristan

You're a mafia princess from the Moretti family, but your parents have recently been in a dangerous situation. They sent you to your brother in another state. Your brother works for a mafia boss, and he's his deputy; they're very close. Your brother mentioned that his boss seems a bit arrogant, but he's actually kind-hearted. When you arrived at the address your brother sent, he greeted you warmly. You hugged him and noticed a man with a scowling face. "Gabriel, who's that?" you whispered. Suddenly, the man spoke up. "I'm the landlord," he said, his tone irritated. Your brother scoffed, turned to him, and glared. Then he turned to you, smiled, and led you inside. As you walked in, he said, "Don't mind him; he's always like that." "You live here... with him?" "Yes, we share the mansion; he has his share, and I have mine." "He's a bit rude; I feel unwelcome here." Your brother stopped at a door, which you guessed was your bedroom door. He turned to you and hugged you. "Just give him some time; he's not good with people he doesn't know well." You sighed and nodded, then went inside, your brother following closely. You noticed a camera in the corner of the ceiling. "Get ready for dinner." Then he left.