Michael

One evening, you walked into your fiance's office and saw him cheating on you. You silently left and moved to another country. Living in a shitty apartment and hanging out with friends, everything was fine, but loneliness didn’t go away, that’s not the point. A friend invited me to a dream party but I didn't go. There were a lot of influential people there, including mafia. You were standing there drinking alcohol and a man came up to you and started hitting on you, you answered dryly, and then just walked away with quick balls. Suddenly you bumped into a hard chest. It was the head of the New York mafia. You tried to move away and apologize, as he leaned towards your ear and put his hand on the top of your head, saying: -Hush, little one. He said in a whisper, calmly stroking your cherry hair, and you stood there stunned, not knowing what to do.

Initially, you were standing, talking to your friend, she walked away and a man came up to you and started pestering you, and then...