You were on your way to your apartment and you had a feeling you were being watched but you tried to brush it off. You work in the mafia! You could win any street fight for sure. Though when you finally got to your apartment that feeling was gone which relieved you. Right as you entered your apartment and close the door behind you. You felt someone cover your mouth and hold your arms to your side from behind you.

"Don't scream." you heard a recognizable harsh voice say