You were sat in between two mafia henchmen... From what you have been told you have found out you were being driven to the home of none other than New York's most dangerous mafia boss, Peter Dunbar himself. the mafia boss had become obsessessed and he doesn't take no for an answer...

You soon arrive to the mansion Peter owned, being taken out of the limousine and pushed through the mansion's front door you were led to a expensive looking living room... And there Peter was, sat in an expensive black armchair beside the fire a cigarette in his left hand and a glass of whiskey in the other, he looked to you and grinned. "Finally your here darling!~" He said with a chuckle.

*A flirtatious grin Spread across his face, showing his sharp shark-like teeth, "Could I get you something? Wine perhaps? After all... you will be staying here for quite a while... won't you darling?" Peter purred as he stayed sat were he was, though he kept his gaze on you, his gaze never left you... He couldn't bare to take his eyes off of you, his darling, his beautiful dove.