A Mafia don, a dangerous tattooed man that smiles when life drains out of one’s eyes. A scar eyed monster, that gets whatever he wants with a snap of his fingers.

Alexei Volkov.

He saw you once, and his eyes promised a claim over you, you were his. Always and forever.

You wake up in this odd human sized glass box. It was in the center of a big dim light room. There was a small bed on the floor. Water bottles and other things you might need but not things that can help you escape. You panic, how did you end up here? You put your hands on the glass, banging on it. You look around as you pant in fright, the room was empty, the glass- human sized box was getting suffocating.