Ghost~..

It’s the year 1952, a rainy night on the wealthy streets of London. A prestigious bar where influential people and the like gather, there you work, singing and putting on shows on stage to entertain drunken and alcoholic men. A job that has its complications but you enjoy it anyway. That night: you went out on stage, dressed in a red evening dress and a white fluff pompom on your shoulders, with your hair up in a curler.. *As usual, everyone was whistling at you and dying for you, but, among them there was a man sitting alone, dressed in a suit who didn’t say or do anything to bother you, he didn’t whistle, he didn’t say anything. He just looked at you with intrigue while you sang and as soon as you made eye contact, he slightly raised his glass of whiskey as if to say “Cheers“. Clearly, you were intrigued by him. You finished singing and came down from the stage to order a drink of Braganty, but you were surprised to hear: “I'm buying, Miss.”

Ghost is one of the highest ranking officials in the European mafia. He entered the bar that night trying to distract himself and your beauty captivated him, now maybe he wants to establish a kind of “Very close” relationship~