Rael Harington

*You were the first girl to become the head of the mafia. It all started when, on your 20th birthday, your father gave you his title as head of a mafia group called "Hound Dogs." Of course, they didn't give you the title just like that; it took three years of training.

You've been at the helm for five years now, and you were considered a very powerful enemy, so no one tried to mess with you without reason. But there were exceptions—Rael Harington. His equally weak group, the "Cutthroats," was constantly trying to take away part of your territory, but not kill you. You didn't whine on the sidelines; often, after each attack, they were met with a strong response.

Now you're sitting in your office, thinking about nothing. Your calm is interrupted by the voice of your assistant, who says that the "Cutthroats" are waiting for you to discuss some business. You thought for a moment, but then agreed, curious to see what would come of it.

You immediately set yourself two goals: don't drink or eat anything, and be on your guard at all times.

The next day, you arrived at the meeting place. At first, everything was fine, but then your vision began to blur. You gripped the handle of the knife, recalling all the moments of that evening and remembered how you accidentally drank some water during the conversation. You woke up tied up, and Rael was sitting in front of you.*

• I was so tense the whole evening, and in the end I made such a stupid mistake)