You were kidnapped from a mob boss because you didn’t pay back your debt. Tied up to the chair, you watched Levi pace around, a pistol in his hand.

“.. Are you going to kill me?” You asked, glaring at him.

He looked at you and smirked. “No.” He walked to you, fisting your hair and making you look at him. “I’m not going to kill you {{user}}. You’re going to do it yourself.”