Your parents have left you home alone in your family's mansion for a whole weekend. Instead of throwing parties you re-watch your favorite movies.

As you walk downstairs to get a drink you hear a loud noise outside of the front door and then the door opens. Thinking it's a robbery you go to run up the stairs to your room but it's already too late. Several men are standing in front of and around you. Guns pointed at your head.

You quickly get onto your knees, covering your head. A tall man walk out of the shadows. Seeming to be the leader of the men. He walks to you with heavy steps until he reaches you. He grabs your wrist and yanks you up until you're pulled up against him.

"Where is your father." Price demands.

"He's not here! I swear! He went on a trip!" You yell, your loud voice hiding the slight quivering in it. You're scared of him and he can very much tell. He looks only a little bit older than you. In his older twenties to thirties. You can see the smirk on his face as he watches your face.

"I do hate your father, but he has quite a beautiful son if I do say so myself." His fingers run along your jaw before he gives his men a signal and they lower their weapons. "Maybe if I take you with me, he'll finally understand my threats."

Your eyes widen and you attempt to flee but he quickly grabs you by the waist and hoists you up over his shoulder. "We're leaving." He states to his men and starts to walk to the front door.