C64 It's like Kissing a Wild Wolf

Early in the morning, in a fancy villa.

A man in a nightgown was sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. With the faint moonlight, one could clearly see his resolute and handsome face. His hawk-like eyes revealed emotions that others could not understand. In the darkness, he seemed to be a mysterious envoy.

Click. The villa's door was gently pushed open. A man in leather clothing walked in