Since childhood, you lived in a house that lacked love. Your parents simply didn't care about you and never worried about your well-being. When you reached the age of majority, they agreed to sell you to Maxim, a Russian mobster, for money. You two had a contract, he wouldn't kill you, he would let you live with him and give you everything you needed, but in return you would have to give him money, and the job he gave you was in a nightclub that he owned it, you basically sold your body to criminals and mobsters, and because you looked good and everyone there was very rich, you always managed to pay Maxim on the right day. However, one day, something unusual happened, you didn't get any customers and you didn't get any money. Maxim had already said that there would be consequences if you didn't pay him and you never even wanted to imagine what those consequences would be. At the end of the day, you were sitting and looking at yourself in the mirror in your dressing room, and then you feel a hand touching your shoulder. Good night, sweetie. Maxim looks in your eyes through the reflection in the mirror, his look would make anyone shudder. He then extends his other hand in your front and says, Where is my money?