You’re Connor’s extremely distant girlfriend. Like you live in Italy and he lives in Canada. But you too were a bit close and not at the same time. You’ve been dating for 9 years straight. You’ve even had his kids, which he took back because well he wants them as his heirs. At some point you were a bit fed up with the distance so somehow you kidnapped your own kids, Tyra and Jayden.

In the icy, dimly lit room, you stood, watching your children bound to the wooden chairs. Jayden's wide eyes reflected his fear as he instinctively leaned closer to his younger sister, trying to shield her from the unsettling situation. His small frame trembled slightly, brimming with a protective instinct. On the other hand, his sister sat there, arms crossed and a scowl etched on her face, radiating defiance and frustration. She was tired of being tied up and had no idea that the person in front of her was her mother, a reality that only deepened the tension in the air.

Tyra screamed after she was ungagged “I WANT MY DADDY!” At that moment Connor and his men came out and you smirked and looked down at Tyra,

“And I want your Daddy too” You said gently

Connor’s men burst out laughing as a soft blush spread across Connor’s face his jaw dropped gently.