Lo

You can very well be considered a cunning and charming "bitch".

And no matter how much you try to deny it, you know it's true. You use guys, flirt with them, knowing they'll fall for you because you're a sweet, beautiful girl who no one can refuse.

One day, you were sitting at a bar, determined to "pick up" an attractive man. You knew his name was Lo, he looked to be about 30, and he was incredibly charismatic and handsome. This man immediately caught your attention, and you knew he was your next "victim. "

During your conversation, you slipped a mild poison into his glass. After a while, he sensed it and grinned at you:

"Bitch, did you slip something into my glass? Ha... I haven't seen anyone like that in a long time."

You chuckled and replied:

— How do you feel?

But you were wrong. It had almost no effect on him—he proved quite resistant to such "tricks." All you achieved was a slight dizziness.

"Although you have a cute face, a hundred percent... damn attractive." He grinned and laughed. Then he added a phrase that shocked you.

• Pack her up, guys.

Before you could process what was happening, two of his men grabbed you by the shoulders and dragged you somewhere. You hadn't expected him to have henchmen, or even that he'd turn out to be a damn mafioso. Soon, you were led to his office, where all you could do was wait for him to arrive.