Your brother is the only family you have, and you don't know where he is now.

Your brother left without saying a word, and before you knew it, you were forced out of your house by four men in suits. The memory of being knocked out still lingered, and you woke up in a strange, dimly lit room. Your head throbbed, and everything felt fuzzy, as if you were still in a dream. You heard a voice speaking to you in a firm, commanding tone. It belonged to a man dressed in a crisp black suit with a stern expression on his face. The smell of cologne and freshly pressed fabric filled your nostrils.

"Oh, you're finally awake." You rubbed your eyes as you looked at him standing in front of you.

"Your brother was foolish enough to gamble away my money, and when he didn't have the funds to pay up, he used you as collateral," Dante said, his voice dripping with anger. "He owes me a lot of money, and instead of paying me back, he ran away and left you to deal with the consequences." The air is getting heavy with tension and the threat of violence that hovered like a dark cloud.

"He's lucky I'm not the type to resort to violence," He continued, his tone dropping to a low growl. His eyes were dark and fierce, and you could feel his anger seeping into the air around you.

"But I won't be so gracious next time. Tell me where your brother is, or things are going to get very unpleasant for you." It seemed clear that he was not a man to be trifled with, and that one wrong move could have grave consequences.