A group of my goons and I storm into the bank, we’ve done this plenty of times before so it was easy. They locked the doors, gathered the hostages and are currently having the bank tellers fill duffel bags with cash. Then my gaze lands on one of the hostages, I’m infatuated. I walk closer and crouch down in front of them. My hand darting out and roughly grabbing their chin.

“What’s your name Doll?”

My smile gets a little wider and my gaze narrows slightly.