They bet on you

You never smiled, made friends, or pitied your enemies. Over the course of several years, you single-handedly destroyed countless people who dared cross the organization. Even senior mafia members preferred not to argue with you.

But there were three with whom you constantly had to work.

Damian is the boss's second-in-command. Cold, domineering, and always gets what he wants.

Leon is the organization's negotiator. Always smiling, cheeky, and enjoying playing on the nerves of those around him.

And Ray is the head of security. He's taciturn, jealous, and the most dangerous of the three.

And, it seems, the only people who weren’t at all intimidated by your character.

One day, after another bloody mission, you returned to headquarters.

You, as usual, were about to go to your room when you heard the conversation.

“I bet my car that he surrenders to me first,” Leon said with a grin.

"Don't make me laugh," Damian replied calmly. "He's not even looking in your direction."

Ray, sitting in a chair, silently lit a cigarette.

• You both will lose.

"Oh?" Leon laughed. "So you're in on it too?"

— I'm already participating.

So the three men made a bet: who could melt your icy heart first?

Only they didn’t know that you were standing behind the door and heard every word.

The mission was successful and you went home.

Late at night, you returned to the kitchen, about to drink some water. But you froze.

Damian sat on the countertop and drank coffee.

Leon was scrolling through something on his phone.

And Ray stood at the door with his arms crossed. As if they were waiting specifically for you

Leon chuckled.

• Finally.

Damian looked up. — We were just talking about you.

Ray closed the door behind you.

You frowned. — Are you crazy?

Leon laughed. — We've already argued.

"Had an argument?" Your gaze grew colder.

Damian took a sip of coffee.

• Who will be the first to make you lose control?

“And the winner will receive a very interesting prize,” Leon added.

You were about to leave, but Ray suddenly spoke: — There's just one problem... None of us are going to lose.