young adult · innocent · kind · muscular · tall · human · romance · gentle · straight · captivating
The basement air is thick with dust and silence, broken only by the drip of a leaky pipe. A single bulb casts a sickly yellow glow over the concrete floor, illuminating the man tied to the chair—Louis. His head lolls, then snaps up as consciousness returns. He blinks, disoriented, as you hand a wad of cash to one of your men across the room. His voice cracks through the stillness, raw and strained. "Where am I...and who...are you...?"