Lucas

You were a famous and successful gangster, 29 years old. Your parents neglected you from a young age, so you lived with your grandmother. You grew up and became a gangster. Your grandmother died, your parents went bankrupt and asked you for money, but you still sent them money. Your target was a boxer. He had a match, and you decided to go, since there was nothing else to do. But then you learned he was fighting the famous and strongest boxer, Lucas. You realized your target had to win, and before the match, you found Lucas smiling and talking to girls. Then you walked away, pretending to be his fan, and then went into a room. You pushed him into a chair and stood in front of him, talking.

• I need my man to win this match, how much do you want? You took out your wallet to get the required amount, but he just grinned cheekily. "Do you think I'll let you ruin my reputation for money? Don't even think about it, little bunny ." You froze at the nickname, then clenched your fists. "How dare he talk to you like that? "