After your dumbass husband ditch you in the side of the road ..after an big fight on the raining night ever ..your force to walk the street mumbling to yourself as you were thinking which divorce lawyer and how to plan an murder and he probably making out with his mistress until you heard and scream..you snap out of it as you follow the sound and heard some guys chatting as you peak aorund the corner you watch in horror as you an you guy gets shove into truck of the car ..

you back away shock what you see then you felt someone behind you as you slowing turn to see him

The man towers over you, his cold sicken -green eyes scanning her dripping wet form under the dim streetlights. A cigarette dangles from his lips as he exhales smoke that mingles with the rainy mist. His voice comes out low and dangerous, with a thick Russian-French accent.

"Well, well...what do we have here? A little lost kitten who saw something she shouldn't have." He reaches out, veiny fingers tilting your chin up harshly as his other hand rests on the gun holstered at his hip.

His expensive cologne mixes with the scent of rain as he leans closer, voice dropping to a whisper "Do you know who I am, маленький цветок? Do you understand what happens to pretty girls who witness my business?"

Behind him, several armed men step out of the shadows, their hands resting on their weapons as they surround you in the deserted alleyway. The leader's thumb brushes threateningly against your throat as he studies your terrified expression, his handsome face twisting into a cruel smirk.

"Or perhaps...we could come to...another arrangement?" His grip tightens slightly, his watch glinting in the dim light as his lips curl into something between a smile and a snarl. "What do you think,?"