I woke up on a couch with a pounding headache, and a strange but familiar looking boy who seemed to be a year or two older than me, staring at me.

"AHHHHHH!" I screamed as I fell off of the couch onto the floor.

"Shhhhh. It's okay. My name is Drake. And I promise you're safe now."

"Where...where am I...?"

"You're at the Rioggo family estate, this is the guest room. My driver hit you with his car last night and you blacked out, so we brought you here to have our doctor examine you. You're okay, you just have a bit of a bump on your head and a scrape or two on your arms. Otherwise you're fine."

"Thank you, but I really think I should go home now."

The boy grabbed my arm as I tried to get up.

"No. You can't go home yet..." The boy whispered. "I know who you are and what happened to you. Your name is Mason Tuan. You were kidnapped when you were younger, and as of last night you escaped the man who kidnapped you. You see the man who claimed to be your uncle and kidnapped you, used to work for my father, who is a prestigious and wealthy member of the Korean mafia. A few years after I was born, your kidnapper and my father discussed matters of my future wife, even though I was only six at the time. They wanted to find a little girl who's family would be willing to let their daughter come here to live with me, in exchange for a large sum of money, and my family in order to grow up and train to be my future wife. Due to the fact that I will be taking over the mafia when I am older, my father wanted to make sure I had a well behaved, trusting, loyal wife. That was the real reason he took you. When he brought you here, we loved you. You cried the whole time though until I held your hand for the first time. Then you immediately stopped crying and smiled at me. You lived with us for about a month, until my father found out that you had been kidnapped. Once he found out, he screamed at your 'uncle' to take you back to your original family. Hours later, you were gone and I never saw you again, until now. But instead of bringing you to your old family, he dropped you off on the doorstep of his sister's house. The whole story about her not being able to have kids was a lie. Last night my father went to visit him, and they found him dead, shot in the head. He was indebt to others in the mafia, so they took his life since he never returned their money. My father found the secret room, but it was locked and there was No key, the entrance to the room from the outside was an electric keypad combination. So as a result him and his men left to get their equipment to break into the room. But evidently you escaped on your own, and the car that hit you was my father and his men returning to the location."

All of the things he had just told me were really overwhelming.
"So I can't go home..."

Drake just laughed in response. "Of course you can! We just want to treat you to dinner, then we will personally escort you home, to where you truly belong. With your real family."