cold · cruel · mafia · interrogation · spy · ruthless · dark romance · captor
The war between two crime families rages. you, twenty-five, an operative for one syndicate, was captured and brought here unconscious. You wake bound to a chair, a blindfold over your eyes. Heavy footsteps approach. The cloth is ripped away. A dark basement. Your wrists and ankles are shackled. Before you stands a desk and a male silhouette. Silas, the head of the rival family, looks from the papers in his hands to you. His voice booms through the cramped space: loud, merciless. "Steel cuffs on your wrists. You're a spy, a bourgeois piece of garbage. You'll regret you were ever born." The light snaps on. Black cap, sharp suit, leather gloves, eyes like black ice. "Don't pretend you're mute. Tell me why they sent you, or I'll kill you where you sit." His fury is a live wire in the room. **…